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- Herausgeber: Little Tiger Press
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Serie: Little Animal Rescue
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
Fliss loves animals and will do anything to save them! Join her on her adventures to save wild species in danger. A trip to the fairground turns into rescue mission when Fliss finds herself in a strange forest. She sees an owl returning to what must once have been its nest in a tall tree, but is now just a stump. Its mother has gathered her babies and flown away, and in her rush, she's left the smallest one behind! Fliss knows she has to save the abandoned owlet but with night drawing in and dangerous creatures all around, Fliss is going to need her tiny friend's help as much as it needs hers… LITTLE OWL RESCUE is perfect for fans of Holly Webb, the ZOE'S RESCUE ZOO series and animal-lovers everywhere!
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Dedicated to the brilliant planet-friendly 18th Bath Brownies and to Tiya Constantine who loves trees
– Rachel
CONTENTS
1
The Sky Chairs
“Isn’t this exciting?” Fliss shouted over the whirs and whoops. “I love the fair.”
“Me too,” Gabriel said, handing her his raspberry slushie to taste. Fliss slurped it and stuck her tongue out. It was stained a bright blue. Gabriel laughed. “You haven’t changed a bit, Fliss!”
Gabriel was Fliss’s oldest friend – they’d known each other since they were toddlers. He and his family had 2moved to France three years ago but they were back for a few days to visit friends. As a treat, Fliss and Gabriel had been allowed to go to the Big Fun Funfair – at night-time! Going at night was extra special because against the darkening sky, the fair looked magical with all its flashing lights, like a giant spaceship.
Fliss was full of fizzy drink and candyfloss and was happy just to walk around, watching the rides and the faces of the people on them. But Gabriel had other ideas.
“I spy the sky chairs!” he said. “Let’s go!”
“I’m not sure,” Fliss said. “I think I’ve eaten too much to go spinning round.” 3
“Come on, it looks so much fun!” urged Gabriel. “I’ve got a packet of rainbow glow sticks. We can wave them in the air. It’ll be très cool!”
He gave her a handful of the clear tubes that would glow neon as soon as they were snapped. Fliss agreed that waving rainbow wands high up in the 4air would indeed be very cool – or très cool, like Gabriel said. She loved the way French words crept into his English language sometimes.
“All right then. But I warn you, I might throw up!”
“Only babies throw up. Let’s go!” laughed Gabriel.
Fliss didn’t usually like heights but after her recent adventures, helping baby animals in the wild, Fliss thought the sky chairs would probably be easy-peasy. And if it made Gabriel happy then she would be brave. She was surprised by how adventurous and confident he had become. When they were little he had been shy and scared of lots of things in the playground, even the slide! While the other kids played 5on the monkey bars, he was happy to play Fliss’s games of Vet Hospital instead, even though Fliss always insisted on being the vet. Gabriel might have changed but she hadn’t – she still wanted to be a vet!
Fliss and Gabriel sat in a seat that dangled from chains attached to a carousel. It was just like a normal swing, apart from the safety bar that the ride operator lowered on to their laps to stop them from falling out. When the seats were full, the music started and the carousel began to turn. It made Fliss’s heart flutter. They were so high and away from the lights of the fair below, it suddenly seemed scarily dark…
“Here we go!” Gabriel said, kicking his feet excitedly, rocking the swing. 6
The seats began to spin faster and faster and then flew out sideways, away from the central pillar that was rising into the air, lifting the swings higher. Fliss gasped as the ground dropped away beneath them and she gripped on to the safety bar.
“No need to do that,” Gabriel said, grinning from ear to ear. “Do this!”
Fliss gasped again as Gabriel stretched out his arms as if he were a bird swooping through the sky.
“Are you a poule mouillée?” Gabriel asked.
“A what?”
“A poule mouillée – it means wet chicken. A scaredy-cat!”
“I am definitely not a wet chicken!” Fliss said. To show him, she let go of 7the bar and stretched out her arms even wider than he did.
“Now you’re a flying wet chicken,” Gabriel laughed.
Fliss felt more like an eagle than a chicken! She ignored her friend’s teasing and enjoyed the moment. Below her dangling feet, lights twinkled like glitter and the people wandering through the fair looked as small as ants.
Straight ahead, Fliss could see streetlamps marking out the crisscrossing roads of the town and beyond that farms and fields, all grey-green in the dusky light. It looked like a living map.
Wouldn’t it be incredible to see the world from this high every day? Fliss thought. 8
9Then, out of nowhere, gusts of wind brought huge grey clouds towards them. The damp fog wrapped round everything like thick candyfloss and soon Fliss could no longer see her living map or even her hands in front of her face. Or Gabriel next to her.
“Gabriel?”
Fliss wanted him to call her a wet chicken and tell her that everything was OK, but there was no answer.
“Don’t panic, Felicity,” she said to herself sternly, using her full name just as her mum would. “It’s only a cloud. It will pass in a minute. The ride will end soon.”
But the cloud didn’t pass and the spinning didn’t slow down. In fact, it sped up. Fliss was whisked round and round. She reached out for Gabriel but 10he had disappeared… Oh no!
She tried to call for help but the wind whipped the words from her mouth. She squeezed her eyes shut and hoped the ride would stop.
Then suddenly it did.
Fliss was standing still, with solid ground beneath her feet. She waited for the dizziness to disappear and carefully opened her eyes. The cloud had cleared, revealing a beautiful royal-blue sky underlined by an orange glow, where the sun had just dipped below the horizon.
But the sun set ages ago, Fliss puzzled. And where’s the funfair, the noise, the people?
They were all gone and Fliss got the feeling she was a long, long way from home.
2
The Night Glider
Fliss looked around. She was standing on a raised dusty road, which sloped on each side into crop fields below. Apart from the occasional clump of trees she couldn’t see anything else – just miles and miles of farmland – and there was nothing to tell her where she was. Fliss knew from experience that she could be anywhere on Earth.
She had been transported before, finding herself in new countries and 12environments, and each time it meant one thing: a young animal needed her help.
Where she had been brought to this time, she had no idea, and apart from the flies that buzzed around her, there were no animals to be seen.
“I know you’re there somewhere,” Fliss said out loud. “Don’t worry, I’ll find you!”
It was easy to say but Fliss didn’t know where to start looking. She turned in circles, wondering which way to walk. In every direction she saw the same thing: yellowing crops in neat rows, separated by little pathways, all rose-tinted by the beautiful apricot sunset. But then, over there, two fields up… What was that? 13
Something large and square was sparkling in the last of the sun’s rays. It didn’t look like an animal but it could be a hut or a signpost. There was only one way to find out.
Fliss ran down the dusty track and along two fields, then turned into the field where she’d seen the object. But as soon as she ran down the slope towards 14
