Circles in the Stream (Avalon: Web of Magic #1)

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you,” Ozzie replied.
    “Wherever they came from, they’re here now,” Adriane laughed. “Come on, this is wild!”
    The girls ran through the woods and came to a wide-open field, but the strange animals were too swift, and the field was empty. Adriane kicked the dirt.
    “Look, there’s the Rocking Stone!” Emily pointed to where the jagged peak rose above the trees in the distance.
    Adriane pulled the map from her backpack and studied it. “We can pick up the trail on the other side.”
    They started across the open field. The tall grass brushed against their legs. The air smelled sweet as soft particles blew around them.
    “Hey! Look at you—you’re sparkling!” Adriane said.
    Emily looked down at her arms and saw that they were, indeed, sparkling. Her legs looked like they were covered in tiny glittering lights. Then she saw them. “It’s the rainbow flowers!” she exclaimed. All through the grassy expanse, they were sending tiny bursts of color into the air.
    “That is so cool!” Adriane exclaimed, spinning around like a dancer.
    “Your hair is all sparkly,” Emily laughed. Rainbow twinkles were catching on Adriane’s long, dark hair.
    Ozzie hopped out of Emily’s pack and started nosing around in the flowers. “Magic seeds. This is good, very good.”
    “What are you talking about, Jack?” Adriane asked him, grinning. “They’re going to grow into beanstalks?”
    “Jack?” Ozzie looked around. Then he nosed a flower again. “Can’t you feel it? It’s fairy magic!”
    “These flowers were all over that glade,” Emily said. “Right before…” Her voice trailed off. “Where’s Storm?”
    “Off somewhere. She has a mind of her own.” Adriane was crouched low, studying something in the dirt. “There are animals around here somewhere,” she announced.
    “What did you find?” Ozzie nosed his way over to look. “BLAH! That’s disgusting!”
    “Quiet, Alice, it’s just animal droppings.”
    There was a rustling in the grass. The three turned together. A jeeran was standing there watching them, not fifteen yards away. Soft green-striped fur rustled as it breathed. Big purple eyes blinked at the girls.
    “Wow. I’ve never seen anything like that,” Emily whispered.
    “It’s so amazing. What do we do? Like, hello we come in peace?” asked Adriane.
    “Might work,” Emily replied.
    Emily started walking slowly towards the animal. The jeeran tensed but stood still as Emily approached. It stood as high as Emily’s nose. She stepped closer, hand reaching out. Ever so slowly, her finger made contact with the animal’s forehead and it blinked its eyes, pulling its head back to sniff her fingers. Emily smiled and ran her hand over the animal’s mane. The fur felt so soft and silky. Emily broke out in a grin. She turned to face the others.
    “It likes me.”
    Bang!
    The sound of gunfire split the air. Ozzie screamed. The jeeran bolted.
    “Guns!” Emily exclaimed. “Someone’s shooting!”
    “Over that hill!” Adriane pointed.
    Ozzie dived into Emily’s backpack. “They don’t hunt ferrets in this world, do they?” he squeaked.
    “They shouldn’t be hunting here at all!” Adriane exclaimed angrily. She ran up the hill. Emily and Ozzie followed.
    On the other side of the hill, three hunters were creeping across the grass. One of the men had his rifle raised. The other two were holding a huge net between them. They were moving slowly toward the most bizarre creature Emily had ever seen.
    “What the—!” Ozzie scampered to Emily’s shoulder to get a better look.
    “Is that the monster?” Adriane asked.
    “That’s no monster!” Ozzie exclaimed. “I’d recognize that purple furball anywhere!”
    As they watched, the hunters crept slowly toward the huge creature, but unlike other animals, this one didn’t seem to have a sense of danger. It didn’t move. It just sat.
    Ozzie was getting more agitated. “That’s Phelonius!” He dug his claws into Emily’s

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