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‘Now you look after him, Gisella,’ called Seth. ‘He’s on loan, too, remember!’
Tally planted her hands on her hips.
‘Oh, right! So you might get bored of Tanith, is that what you’re saying, Seth Tanner?’ said Tally. Wil gave Seth a sympathetic grin and then looked up into the grey skies – it was going to rain again.
‘Right Gisella Fairfax, let’s go and see my mother!’
As they neared the edge of the woods a figure was standing in the shadows of a giant beech tree. The figure stepped out into their path.
‘Lady Élanor,’ said Wil, suddenly concerned. ‘Did we forget something? I checked Gisella’s medicines twice.’
‘No, Wil. Gisella has all the medicine she will need for you and your mother to take care of her.’ She paused and then said, ‘Wil, do you remember asking me if I believed Leon’s tale?’
‘Yes,’ said Wil. ‘I told Gisella, too, and she agreed with you.’
‘Yes,’ said Gisella. ‘I thought I’d heard Giles’s voice when I was lying in the boat. But I didn’t even know who I was then, I felt so ill, and in that storm – well, everything sounded pretty frightening!’
Lady Élanor folded her hands into her cloak and dropped her gaze.
‘What you and Leon heard I cannot say, but I advise you to get back to Mistlegard before dark – stay in the forest. Do not go out on the Fell.’
The hairs on the back of Wil’s neck suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
‘Why my lady, what’s happened?’
Lady Élanor’s pale blue eyes moved from Gisella to Wil.
‘Armelia was not invaded at dawn on the day you left.’
‘What?’ breathed Wil.
‘The wolves – they did not go into the city to collect their dead.’
Special thanks to: Tim, my ever patient and utterly supportive husband; Marion who overcame her fear of dogs to come and sell books; Lynn Hunter, for readings to which I can only ever hope to aspire; BJ, for sorting out my commas and hyphens. Thanks too to those who have given advice and support including my family, the dog walkers of Dinas Powys, Max (gone but not forgotten), Toby Faber, Windsor Bookshop in Penarth, Waterstones, Alun Owen, Trish Dunford, Kath Little and Tracy Johnson and all those who took the trouble to write to tell me how much you enjoyed Book One, Moon Chase – I hope I don’t disappoint!
And for those of you who haven’t read it yet…
Moon Chase
Cathy Farr
Accused of a crime that he didn’t commit, teenager Wil Calloway is sentenced to join the Moon Chase to try to prove his innocence. On the face of it, this sounds easy enough, especially with the help of the huge Fellhounds of Thesk, but as Wil learns more from the mysterious Lady Élanor and her telepathic sister, Tally, he soon realises that proving his innocence is the least of his challenges – staying alive is another!
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ISBN 978-1-78148-195-0 in electronic format
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