The horses picked their way through a rocky landscape, led by the tiger. Jay thought it was a mistake to be following the beast, rather than the other way round, but Alexia had overridden him. ‘It wants us to go this way,’ she’d said. ‘It has to be for a reason.’ ‘What makes you think you can trust it?’ he’d replied. ‘Nothing,’ she said. ‘But look how furry it is!’ ‘Try and cuddle that, it’ll bite your face off.’ ‘Maybe your face. I have a nice face.’
