I stood on the cliff, soaked and miserable, waiting for dawn to come.
My paws, scarred from climbing the rocks, stung as raindrops hit them. The water ran off in great scarlet tears.
I heard something below, a scrabbling of rocks under heavy feet. That set me to cowering against the ground. It was no use; as soon as whoever it was reached the top, they would see my red fur.
The sound came again, followed by a muffled word. Then I heard those heavy feet climbing.
Convinced that this was to be my end, I decided I'd come out fighting . I wouldn't run this time.
The steps came nearer, nearer... Then they stopped. Whoever it was had seen me.
"Oh," it said, "look here. Poor fellow, you must be lost."
I said nothing; my heart was pounding.
"Come on now. I won't hurt you."
Like I could believe that!
The person bent down, and I saw that it was a human lady. She looked into my eyes and said, "Come here."
I hissed, drawing back. This stranger wouldn't catch me unaware!
She shook her head slowly. "That's fine with me, if you want to drown out here."
Think! If she wanted to hurt me, she would have. I stood up, paw by paw. She smiled.
"I don't know my name," I said, "and my tribe is gone."
She nodded again. "Then come with me. You don't have anywhere else to go."
I didn't, so I went with her. She led me to a field where a dozen tents were set up. The grass was just showing some green after a long winter.
"Echo Legion," she said proudly.
