Stay alive … did she even have to worry about doing that?. She was becoming Fae. Could dinosaurs eat Fae?
That was something she didn’t want to chance.
She continued to explore one of the narrow avenues. It seemed dry, which surprised her as she had always thought caves were not only dark and slimy but damp as well.
The ground was solid. The low and rocky ceiling was smooth, just like the walls. The entire cave looked like it had been carved out with a file.
The path she had taken seemed to be headed downward, and she decided that was where the exploring would have to end.
As she returned to the torch-lit area, she realized she had forgotten an important fact. She was Fios, still a Fios, and that part of her wasn’t completely human either. The combined force of her Fios and her Fae blood, when it matured, should be formidable.
One of her Fios skills was the ability to construct shields to protect herself. Well, she thought, rolling her eyes, why didn’t you think of that sooner?
Nothing human or non-human could get past her shields, for it was Fios and Fae magic weaved and interlocked. She put a shield in place between her and the two tunnels leading deeper into the cave and then another at the mouth. There, she thought with some satisfaction.
Now, she would take a moment and plot out what she needed to do next to get back to Trevor.
She sank down onto the earth and thought if only she had a bed of at least some palm fronds—and before she completed the thought, she did.
Okay, okay. Think it, and if it was within range, you would have it, Trevor had said. Food … like bananas, do they have bananas here?
The next thing she knew at least ten pounds of bananas lay on the fronds beside her. She was starving and stuffed her face for a moment before she put down a half-eaten banana and said softly, “What are you doing, Jazmine Decker? We need to get home, so think. No eating, just thinking.”
But as hard as she tried, even her Fae mental faculties had nothing yet to suggest.
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