Discovering Angbotain The beginnings - book 1

CHAPTER VIII

As the siblings ventured deeper into the enchanted forest, the air grew thick with an otherworldly energy. The trees seemed to whisper ancient secrets, and the flickering sunlight created a kaleidoscope of colors on the forest floor. Thistle and Clover, their fur blending seamlessly with the surroundings, led the way with a sense of purpose and determination.

Jacob's heart raced with anticipation as he glanced at his siblings. "Stay close, everyone. Thistle and Clover will guide us through this journey, but we must remain vigilant. The forest is known to play tricks on those who venture too deep."

Jillian nodded, her eyes scanning the dense undergrowth. "We'll stick together and watch out for each other. Nothing will separate us."

Louie, his voice filled with determination, added, "And we'll be prepared for whatever challenges come our way. We won't let anything stop us from finding Oliver."

Angel's gaze wandered to the towering trees, their branches reaching towards the sky. "This forest is both beautiful and mysterious. I can't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder."

Thistle turned to the siblings, their voice filled with caution. "The forest is indeed a place of wonder, but it can also be treacherous. Stay on the path we've chosen, and be wary of any illusions or distractions that may come your way."

Clover's ears perked up as they detected a rustling in the underbrush. "We must proceed with caution. Other creatures inhabit these woods, some friendly, and others not so much."

With their senses heightened, the siblings followed Thistle and Clover through a winding path, the forest closing in around them. The trees seemed to whisper secrets, their branches reaching out as if to grab hold of the unsuspecting travelers.

As they walked, the path grew narrower, and the foliage thicker. The air became heavy with an eerie silence, broken only by the occasional hoot of an owl or the distant howl of a wolf. Shadows danced among the trees, casting an ominous pall over the forest.

Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the trees, freezing the siblings in their tracks. Thistle and Clover tensed, their ears twitching. "Stay still," Thistle whispered. "It's a forest guardian. We must not provoke it."

A massive figure emerged from the shadows, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. It was a majestic creature, part bear, part wolf, with antlers that reached towards the sky. The siblings held their breath, unsure of how to proceed.

Louie stepped forward cautiously, his voice steady. "We mean no harm, great guardian. We seek the wisdom of Raziel and the path to his dwelling."

The guardian's gaze seemed to penetrate their very souls, and after a tense moment, it let out a deep rumble that could be interpreted as approval. With a graceful movement, it stepped aside, allowing the siblings to pass.

As they continued their journey, the landscape shifted, revealing a wide river that cut through the forest. Its rushing waters were powerful and swift, creating a barrier that seemed impossible to cross.

Jacob's eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for a solution. "We need to find a way across this river. It's our only path forward."

Thistle's eyes sparkled with determination. "I know of a hidden bridge, concealed by magic. Follow me, and we shall find it."

They followed Thistle to a secluded clearing, where the sound of rushing water grew louder. With a wave of their paw, Thistle revealed a narrow stone bridge, barely visible to the naked eye.

Jillian took a deep breath, her voice filled with determination. "Let's cross the bridge together, one step at a time. Stay focused and don't look down."