21. The first rescue.

Rubbing her ear, Cressida averted her head. Taking deep breaths she was sleeping peacefully on a branch of a tree. Her one leg hanging down while the other was stretched out on the branch. Her back was resting on a V-shaped branch. Again tapping on her ear, she twitched her head. Her eyes were partly open when a buzzing sound echoed in her ear. Waving her hand in the air, she closed her eyes again. The sun was up, beaming brightly above her. The deepness of her sleep was disturbed, she could feel the light, penetrating through her eyelids. Turning around, she kept her arm on her eyes, then the buzzing sound woke her up. Sighting the bee buzzing exactly in front of her eyes, she inched back and fell straight onto the ground on her back. Twisting on the ground, she stood up in a sitting position. Rubbing the back of her head with her palm, she shaded her eyes and looked at her horse.

"Onyx, you should have caught me on your back."