it felt so good , all of it , so good , that he forgot where he was , who he was , and what he was . twenty minutes , and it would only take about twelve to get back to his brother and sister . i do n't know why , but yelling at him made me feel like crap . ill show you , twisted-feathers directed his eyes toward his two more-mature companions . she was the kind of girl that could ramble for years without caring how bored she was making everyone else . 