Ash was absolutely frantic. She felt far too great a responsibility for all these kids to even consider sheltering in a vehicle now. "Mikki, who are we missing?" she demanded as furious devastation roared around them. Seeing Peter materialize beside Mikki gave her a second's sense of relief. But that second's worth alone. Then she was once again swamped with the immensity of every imperiled life.
No matter what, she had to see every single one of her nieces and nephews home safely.
Alice- still asleep in a van. Camilla, Lachlan, Finlay- here, but where?
Toby, Jessi---Ash glanced up at the darkened sky and the pink wyvern that occupied it--- there she is and he's somewhere down here.
Bleddyn, Wolfram....somewhere far from the reaches of that horrid blaze. Please.
Sherri- out there...
Peter, here, and...
"Peter, your sister." Ash knelt down next to the frazzled boy, reaching for his arm with bandaged, dead fingers. "Where did you last see her?"