The Forgotten (Animorphs #11)

The Forgotten (Animorphs #11)

Language: English

Pages: 176

ISBN: 0590997327

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The Animorphs suddenly find themselves deep in a jungle, but they're not sure where or when.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

panels at the front of the Bug fighter. Ax said. "Can we do anything to help?" I asked. Ax said. "Cool," Marco said. He leaped forward, but I was closer. I slipped into the area beside Ax. Ax's pilot "seat" wasn't a seat at all, of

course. Taxxons are like huge centipedes, so they can't really sit. Which was good, because Ax doesn't sit, either. But the weapons station was built for Hork-Bajir. Hork-Bajir are seven feet tall and have thick, spiky tails, but they do sit. "No way you should handle the weapons," Marco said, leaning over my shoulder. "I kick your butt in video games." "Yeah, right," I said. "In some alternate universe, maybe." "Grab the joystick," Marco suggested. As strange as it seems, there actually was

the cat was hungry, and if I smelled like prey, it would sink its massive yellow fangs into my neck and it would all be over in a second. I wouldn't even get the chance to scream. Then, a faint memory of hope! There was one thing I could do. No time to morph, but . . . As slowly as I could, I raised a trembling hand to touch the jaguar's spotted fur. I focused my mind. I concentrated fervently on acquiring the jaguar. And I prayed the jaguar would act like most animals act when they are

pave over the rain forest. I don't care if it is dangerous and deadly and it's trying to kill us.> Ax said. Surprisingly, it was Cassie who reminded us of our mission. I said. she said softly.

My bones made grinding, squishy noises as my skull shrank. My arm bones became hollow and other bones disappeared altogether. Then the patterns of feathers on my skin grew three-dimensional. It was eerie to watch - like my skin was chapping really badly. Like skin was peeling up at an incredible rate, and each peel of skin formed a feather. Gray feathers, mostly. I glared at Marco with my incredible Force-10 falcon vision. He glared back with the eyes of an osprey. I

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