They made their way though the fields, into the glen where they last met Shadow. Nether of them said a thing.
The bushes and everything seemed cold and distant.
“So, do you think that we’ll see one another again?”
Sparkle said nothing for a moment, his ears lowered, clearly upset. He wasn’t going to say anything and Asha knew this.
A rustle in the bush made them both swing round. There stood the shape of the most glamorous woman in the world, looking kind and calm at the pair of friends.