Narnijos rainis

Previously

…“You did well,” the star cat said. “The watcher is home now.” Mikutis looked up. The red light on the hill was gone. The sky was clear and full of stars. And for the first time in many nights, the farm was quiet. But then the star cat’s ears twitched. It turned to look at the eastern hill, where a new light was rising—a faint, silver glow that pulsed like a heartbeat. “Something else is coming,” the star cat said softly. “Something older than the watcher.” Mikutis’s whiskers trembled. He had a feeling their adventure was not over yet.