Chapter 8
"Princess!"
I jumped around in no discernible pattern, trying to outwit the bullets that flew around me and avoid the mines in the ground. I heard Brodie call me, but it took a moment to realize that he was hiding behind a nearby tree. I hopped around toward him.
"Serpentine, serpentine," I muttered to myself, zigzagging.
"What on earth are you doing?" Brodie pulled me down next to him and shielded me with his body. The sound of bullet fire was constant and getting louder.
"A lot of trees in this forest," I said, my face in the dirt and Brodie on top of me. "Lots of green trees and trees that aren't green. You know, because of the cold. No, cold is not good for green trees. All the leaves fall. Bye-bye leaves."