By Tim Sevenhuysen
Posted May 26, 2012
290 words
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With the foundations of their alliance set in place, the humans and the yetis turned in for the night. Brother Eilk brought the humans to a small dug-out chamber deeper within the cave complex. He carried Haglyn—who was still more than a little uncomfortable with that arrangement—in his paws, and laid her on a woven mat that was spread over the floor.
It was cold and dark, but Tic, Haglyn, Milly, and Overard huddled together for warmth and made it through the night. When the sounds of morning awoke them, they gathered the contents of their packs and assembled a makeshift breakfast.
Eilk returned as they were eating. He was wearing a thick leather headband, dyed a rough red. “You are nearly ready?” he said. “Good. I will wait until you finish.”
Overard, who had already swallowed his bread and jam, asked Eilk, “Do you only fight with slingshots?”
“No, not only,” said Eilk. “We also have long spears! But they are not much use against aircraft or laser blasters in wide open spaces…”
“True,” said Overard. “Actually, I don’t entirely understand how the slingshots can take down aircraft, either. Their shields can stop other projectiles. Why not the Gortinawa seeds?”
Eilk shrugged. “We do what works, and we do not do what does not work.”
“Fair enough. Maybe the seeds just move too slowly to get detected by the shields…”
“Perhaps.”
“Doesn’t matter why it works,” said Tic, “as long as it keeps working. We need the yetis to be our anti-air so we can get ourselves inside the building.”
“A good plan,” said Eilk. “Elder Aidoan is waiting. He has made early plans, as well. Come: we have much to do before the evening.”
With the yetis providing anti-air support, how will the crew of the Galactic Pelican try to penetrate Dunter's defenses?
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