Page 35 of Cupcake

“Please,” human, gargoyle mate, said. “Just stay still.” He moved forward.

Lion Logan snarled.

Back!

Danger!

“Okay! I won’t come closer!”

“Mason!”

“Logan!”

“Thank God,” Human said. “Here!” He rose before he began to wave a light frantically.

More voices.

More scents.

Danger! Protect!

Lion Logan gathered all his remaining strength and fought to get away.

Lightning. Harder rain. Mud. He slipped and slid but couldn’t escape.

“He keeps panicking. If he keeps thrashing like that, he might lose his leg. I can get the trap off him. We’re trained for this. I need to get close.”

“No! Something is wrong.”

Lion Logan stopped.

Family.

Gargoyle.

Brother.

“He heard your voice,” Human said. “Keep talking to him.”

“Logan? Can you hear me?” Gargoyle asked.

Lion Logan whimpered.

“I know, buddy. We’re here to help,” Gargoyle told him.

Help.

Family.

Brother.

“Stay still for me, Logan,” Gargoyle ordered. “Real still.”

The human approached again.

Lion Logan snarled.

“Stop!”

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