"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 23 - The Pretender" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

The street was empty.

Quickly, furtively, I ripped my beak into the raccoon's belly. And I
began to feed.

Yes, it was still warm. I gobbled. I ripped and swallowed. Ripped and
swallowed.

"Tobias?"

12 I snapped my head around, but I had already recognized the voice.

Rachel? No! Oh, God, no! No.

She just stood there, schoolbooks under her arm. Rachel would be
beautiful in the middle of mud slides and hailstorms. On a sweet, sunny
day, she made my heart ache.

She looked at me. Embarrassed for me. Wanting to say something that
would make it all right. Not knowing what to say. Hurting for me.
Feeling my humiliation.

What could I do?

I flapped my wings, skimmed across the pavement, and finally soared into
the air.

She might believe I was some other hawk. She might. Or at least she
would pretend to.

A piece of raccoon liver was in my mouth. I swallowed it.

11

Chapter 3

I saw Rachel again two days later. I'd checked in with Jake to see if
anything was going on. There were no missions - we'd worked plenty
lately, dealing with the horrifying matter of David, the first new Animorph.

David had ended up like me, as what the Andalites call a nothlit. A
person trapped in morph. But David had been trapped in the body of a
rat. No flying for him. He was a prey animal.

And unlike me, David had not, and would never, regain his morphing power.

Jake said that although there was no mission, Rachel wanted to see me.
He said it was important. I said, <0kay.>

I flew to Rachel's house that night, after the