Star Wolf (Wolves of the Beyond, Book 6)
The latest in Kathryn Lasky's hit series - a stunning spin-off set among the wolves of Ga'hoole.
A great cold has seized the Beyond. The warmth of summer, the smell of sweet grass and the great caribou migrations are distant memories. Now the wolves know only ice, dark, snow and endless cold. The order that kept the wolf clans strong for thousands of years has broken down completely.
The wolves have only one chance for survival. They must find their way to a new land, a land of warmth and summer. But the journey will take them over a frozen sea and through thousands of miles of perilous territory. Will the wolves trust young Faolan to lead them?
is as if he has traveled to someplace else.” “This sleepwalking. It seems as if he was wrapped in some sort of delusion.” “But you see, that’s just the point. I don’t think it was a delusion. Abban has seen something none of us has ever seen. He’s been to the bottom of the ocean!” A flicker in the sky caught Faolan’s attention, and he tipped his head up. “Look at that constellation, Edme. Have you ever seen one like it?” “Not in the Beyond, never. But as you said, everything seems new here.”
vein. The ice will turn red with your worthless blood.” Worthless, you say. Does this make sense? To go to such a great expense If I have no worth Then why on earth? “Shut up,” Heep roared, but his jagged howl was drowned out by the clamoring of the puffins. Scores of them sounded the grating squawks that were their alarm calls. On top of the bridge, the Whistler and Banja looked down at the mass of puffins that had gathered. Some were floating on the water lapping the pillar’s base. Others
They were a soft golden hue. Down the middle of its back between its wings was a column of black dots. “Do you want to know why I said ‘at last’?” Faolan and Edme both nodded. “It has taken me fourteen winters to get to this point in my life. To fly.” “Fourteen winters!” Edme cried. The moth spread its wings and began to flutter off into the air, shimmering in a sliver of moonlight like a gold coin. She did a few loops in the air and then settled down. “How’s that for a beginner?” “Lovely!”
wolves and the two bears slid into the water. Myrr and Maudie, much to their consternation, were left behind with Gwynneth to watch over them. Myrr watched as Edme swam away from the bridge toward the ice tongue. His anger at being left behind had receded. Instead he felt fear growing inside him. What if she doesn’t come back? What if something happens to her? This was not the first time someone he loved had left him behind. This situation was different from the time his parents had turned their
each thinking. MYRR KEPT HIS EYES TRAINED ON his paws as he followed behind Edme. Faolan had told them not to look back again, not even once. They must pay attention, for the Ice Bridge could be dangerous. They might slip or fall. They must concentrate. Myrr, of course, had no desire to look back. Behind him lay only dreadful memories. He had been weaned in the worst possible way. No, his mother had not been killed. That would have been the second-worst possible way to be torn away from her