"Not far, not far," said Prince Crow. Sure enough, by noon they were riding on a path that wound its way through the trees. By evening they saw the lights of a village shining from the bottom of a broad valley. Jordon and Rapunzel decided that they would rather face the fairies by daylight. They huddled under a tree and slept. When they woke in the morning there was no village in the valley below them. The little crow was crestfallen.
"Fairies run, fairies hide," he said. "I go look." He flew up into the trees and was gone.
"Do you have any more of those meat sticks?" The wolf's voice rumbled from the bushes.
"Sure," said Jordon, pulling some out of his pack. "Thank you for the rabbit."
The wolf came out of the bush and snapped up the meat that Jordon tossed him.
"So, why are you wait
