And now they were past the border, in a new world, and papa wasn’t here. The sun had already been setting when they were at the riverbank, and now it really was dark - and didn’t the monsters come out at night? Monsters that ate little puppies?
It’s okay, we’re okay,Kyros whispered softly, trying to keep herself together and pausing to sniff at a nearby tree trunk in an attempt to get her father’s scent.
Oh! He was here! This was his scent!
Sissy! I got him! His scent! He is near! We can find him. Just..She sniffed at the spot, then brought her nose to the air and wiggled her nose to do a sniffy sniff.

