Luna

Luna began to breath deeply, calming herself.

"What in -," she gave a pause before she said her sister's name. "Is going on -"

She was cut off by a gruff voice. Luna did want to think unintelligent, but she didn't want to be rude to whatever creature it was.

"Quiet!"

She turned her head as up far as she could in the rib-crushing grip to see a, once again, Luna did not want to be rude, not the most handsome face she had ever seen. The face looked squashed, with a bolbous nose and eyes that were too close together; it's bottom row of teeth jutted foward from the mouth, creating a permanent snarl. Luna did not want to see the creature smile.

The head of the monster turned to the right, looking at something Luna could not see. It spoke in an unintelligible language, and Luna tried to piece familiar words from it. Then the creature's hand turned to show Luna a gigantic camp, and Luna had no doubt that was where she was headed.