Chapter 6

6 To the MountainTop It was cold out on the mountainside, and as night progressed and the fire diminished they all clustered together for warmth: wolf, eagle and Rosa. A few dying embers lasted until the morning, and Rosa woke up with a chill wind freezing the left side of her face. 'Heavens,' she said, stretching. Fighorn stirred, yawning a huge yawn and opening one eye to survey the day. 'Any movements down … you know … below?' asked Rosa, patting her tummy

山坡上很冷，随着夜幕降临，火渐渐熄灭，狼、鹰和罗莎都挤在一起取暖。 一些奄奄一息的余烬一直持续到第二天早晨，罗莎醒来时，她的左脸被寒风冻住了。 “天哪，”她伸伸懒腰说。 弗拉格恩动了动，打了一个大大的哈欠，睁开一只眼睛，打量着这一天。 “下面……你知道……下面有动静吗？”罗莎拍着肚子问

while asking the most pressing question of all. 'Nothing yet,' he said with a shrug. 'Unbelievable,' said Rosa, almost a little upset. 'Birds don't actually fart!' Her thoughts turned to more sensitive matters. 'And are you feeling any better about your home?' 'Much better,' said Fighorn. 'It's nice to have someone to talk to about it who's not my parents.' Rosa understood. Mr Hibberdee, the travelling sales bear, liked to talk about problems with her, and it always made her feel much better afterwards. 'I'm really pleased,' she said. And with that she poked Stick, attempting to wake her.

同时提出最紧迫的问题。 “还没有，”他耸耸肩说。 “难以置信，”罗莎说，几乎有点心烦意乱。 “鸟是不会放屁的！”她的思想转向更敏感的问题。 “你的家感觉好点了吗？”“好多了。” “除了我的父母，还有人可以和我谈论这件事，感觉很好。”罗莎理解。 旅行销售熊希伯迪先生喜欢和她谈论问题，这总是让她感觉好多了。 “我真的很高兴，”她说。 说着，她捅了捅棍子，想把她弄醒。

But Stick was having none of it – although Rosa was certain she was alert and listening in. Rosa tucked her blanket into her bag before nudging the wolf cub a few more times. Stick finally opened her eyes. 'We've got to get a move on,' said Rosa, ruffling the cub's fur. lfllac. Stick growled, stretched out and shook herself down.

但斯塔克一点也不同意——尽管罗莎确信她很警觉，在听着。 罗莎把毯子塞进包里，又推了几下小狼崽。 棒终于睁开了眼睛。 “我们得赶紧走了。”罗莎说着，抚摸着幼崽的皮毛。 棍子咆哮着，伸直身子，抖了抖身子。

'Which way do we go, then?' asked Rosa. Fighorn's legs weren't cut out for walking. He hopped and lurched along before jumping up into the air and taking flight. 'Follow me!' he cried, soaring a short distance into the air. The going was difficult and uphill, and the further they went, the stronger the wind whipped around the mountain. There were far fewer trees and plants this high up, and whatever there was, was squatter

“那么我们走哪条路呢？”罗莎问。 菲奥恩的腿不适合走路。 他一蹦一跳，踉踉跄跄地走着，然后跳上了天空，飞了起来。 “跟我来!他喊道，向空中飞了一小段。 这是一段艰难的上坡路，他们走得越远，山周围的风就越猛烈。 这么高的地方树木和植物要少得多，不管有什么，都是棚户区

and gnarlier than anything lower down the mountain. Patches of snow remained in hidden shadows, and whenever they passed one Stick would jump in it and eat a mouthful to quench her thirst.

比山下任何地方都要粗糙。 一片片的雪隐藏在阴影里，每当他们经过的时候，一个棍子就会跳到雪里，吃上一口来解渴。