Chapter 2 ~ Another Sleepless Night
I awoke on a soft mattress of feathers, furs, and pelts. The blanket covering me seemed to be made out of wool and the pillow was just a large folded coat. I looked around at my surroundings.
The cave I was in was extremely large and the walls were covered in moss. My eyes glanced up to the stalactites hanging down from the roof like stone chandeliers. I hoped they wouldn’t suddenly fall and impale me. There was a large slope that led outside into the forest, but all I could see were a few faint stars in the sky.
Behind me was a low stone shelf. On this second tier were piles of strange items like teeth, claws, pelts, furs, glittering stones, mud bowls and cups, and an assortment of fruits I recognised from my time spent in the forest.
Then I heard the sound of footsteps and whipped my head around to the cave entrance.
I carefully slid down the slope into the cave. I had gone out to gather some wood when the girl started shivering. When I got to the bottom of the slope, I heard a startled gasp and looked up to see the girl was sitting up and staring at me with wide eyes.
Not wanting to scare her, I put on one of my best smiles. I slowly walked around her and placed the wood on the stone shelf. I kept eye contact the entire time as I crouched a few feet away. “It’s okay,” I told her. “I’m not here to hurt you. Only help.”
“What...happened?” she asked uncertainly. Fair enough, I thought. She did hit her head pretty hard.
“I found you in the forest,” I lied. Best not tell her that I was an owl that saved her from that man. “You had hit your head against a rock and broken your arm. It was also dislocated. I brought you here and tended to your injuries.”
Her eyes widened further when she heard the news. Her eyes darted to her left arm and screamed when she found it was thickly covered in spiderweb. I rushed over before she could tear it away.
“No! Don’t tear it. I used it has a sling.” I rested my hand gently on the makeshift cast. “Spidersilk is extremely strong. Enough of it could even stop a bullet. Don’t worry though, I promise there are no spiders near you.”
“Who are you?” she asked.
“My name’s Loki,” I told her.
“But who are you?” she insisted. “I can’t exactly trust a stranger. Especially one named after the Norse god of Lies and Trickery.”
“Loki was also the god of magic,” I told her. “And he did his fair share of helping the gods out.”
“I suppose,” she relented.
I gave her another smile. “Get some sleep. It’s the only thing I can’t do for you.”
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