FIFI
My head felt smokey. I really hoped my witchy and Vivi were right. The embers were getting bad inside me. If I tried to hold the smoke in, it felt like it just went up into my brain.
Vivi spent all afternoon rearranging rocks for us, just like in our caves back home. But I wanted to sleep with Sammy. Her bed always smelled so yummy. Plus, I thought she might be sad without her wolfy, and I didn’t know how much time we had left.
The fire Sammy started was too hot. I wanted to cool down, so I snuck away and looked for water. I had brought Sammy lots of buckets while they set up camp. She said it was more than we needed, but I didn’t mind. It was better than being subject to Vivi’s angry looks.
I can hear the water, but it doesn’t seem to be getting any closer as I walk. I could ha
