In the TC last night we got a challenge. This is me fulfilling it!
Batman: I know things have been beyond awkward with us lately and we're both struggling with things but I will always love you and you're always gunna be my Batman even when I'm being an antisocial whosit! <3
Laney: I'm sorry that your life has kinda done a backflip and that you're struggling but I'm always more than willing to listen even though what I say in response is often a sleep addled one! You're an insanely awesome friend (and now I didn't call you insane!) and I'm so luck to have met you. Love you Laney ^.^ <3
Little Fish: Lit'lun, I love you more than you know and I'm 100% always here for you. I wish that we lived much much closer..like y'know same house! Cause I so want to snuggle you to death! Oh yes, I will smother you with snuggles, bet you're excited now!! I super mega love you Little Fish, for always little sis <3
I love y'all. (I'm American!! :D :D) x
Tuesday, 8 March 2011
Monday, 7 March 2011
Shadymont #7
Shadymont #7:
“I know he is here somewhere” his voice rattled louder with anger. “I want to know where he is. Who he is hiding with. And I want to know what he knows.” His horse tossed its head nervously as it sensed his anger. “Chalent, Molov go out to the East see what you can find. Solen go west. Halen you will stay with me. Go.” He dismissed them curtly, turned his horse and set off at a brisk trot with Halen behind him. In their wake they left the dead body of Durko leaning against the tree with the arrow shaft still poking out from his bloodstained white shirt.
“Find him.” Vixor cast the message loudly to his followers via his mind.
Bux woke the group and called Tosha down from her watch post. She cast her mind out one final time to ensure they were safe before gliding down and landing as herself.
“We need to go hunting again. Tosha and Scout can you two find us something other than deer?” Tosha grinned.
“There are a herd of escaped cattle to the North and a few wild pigs to the East. Which do you want?”
“Can I come?” asked Hollo. “I can shift and I won’t be lame on my arm.” Tosha looked to Finora for guidance. She nodded her agreement. Hollo grinned and stood up beside Tosha and Scout.
“So, beef or pork?”
“Pork.” Nodding, the three of them shifted into birds; a magpie, a crow and a snow white owl. Following Tosha’s lead the three of them took off in hunt of food.
In their absence Bux and everyone else begun to pack up in preparation to move slowly onwards. Suddenly Bux and Heno stopped and looked directly up. Above them were five white owls staring down.
“Soriter!” Shouted Bux and Heno in unison, “Finora, Malet, get out of here NOW!” Bux shifted into a large eagle and flew directly at the owls. Two dropped straight down to meet him halfway and they begun to fight in the sky. Two other owls dropped past the fight and intercepted Malet, Heno and Finora. The final owl circled slowly down to the ground as Bux was finally knocked down and pinned to the ground. All five owls shifted into their human forms and the four rebels had metal collars placed around their necks. Bux attempted to shift and as his formed blurred before he changed he received a sharp shock from the collar causing him to yell and drop to the floor.
“Shifter collars.” Said one of the Soriters. “They work well don’t you think?” Bux growled at him loudly. He shouted to Heno with his mind, who physically winced.
“Good, you can still hear me. Keep shouting to Scout and Tosha, we don’t need them caught as well. I thought we had moved out of their travel path.”
“They might have heard us packing to leave.” The two of them sent messages to Malet and Finora, breaking through their mental walls, letting them know they were going to keep calling out for Tosha and Scout.
Meanwhile, the hunting party had located the pigs and were flying low in order to switch when they needed to.
“Switch when I do. Scout go left, Hollo go right.” She broke through Hollo’s walls distracting him so he almost collided with a tree. He hooted softly at her and swung right. Tosha switched in midair and landed expertly as a wolf, she snarled as she lunged after the fleeing pigs. Scout and Hollo touched down either side of her and locked onto one of the pigs and giving chase. The pigs squealed loudly as they ran, pushing through ferns and branches. With a leap Scout and Tosha took down their prey, seconds later they heard Hollo doing the same. Hollo appeared, pushing through a large fern, dragging his kill behind him. Tosha pulled on a large vine that was hanging near her, shimmying up it she pulled a flint from her pocket and cut it down, as she begun to fall she switched landing as a magpie before turning back.
“I know he is here somewhere” his voice rattled louder with anger. “I want to know where he is. Who he is hiding with. And I want to know what he knows.” His horse tossed its head nervously as it sensed his anger. “Chalent, Molov go out to the East see what you can find. Solen go west. Halen you will stay with me. Go.” He dismissed them curtly, turned his horse and set off at a brisk trot with Halen behind him. In their wake they left the dead body of Durko leaning against the tree with the arrow shaft still poking out from his bloodstained white shirt.
“Find him.” Vixor cast the message loudly to his followers via his mind.
Bux woke the group and called Tosha down from her watch post. She cast her mind out one final time to ensure they were safe before gliding down and landing as herself.
“We need to go hunting again. Tosha and Scout can you two find us something other than deer?” Tosha grinned.
“There are a herd of escaped cattle to the North and a few wild pigs to the East. Which do you want?”
“Can I come?” asked Hollo. “I can shift and I won’t be lame on my arm.” Tosha looked to Finora for guidance. She nodded her agreement. Hollo grinned and stood up beside Tosha and Scout.
“So, beef or pork?”
“Pork.” Nodding, the three of them shifted into birds; a magpie, a crow and a snow white owl. Following Tosha’s lead the three of them took off in hunt of food.
In their absence Bux and everyone else begun to pack up in preparation to move slowly onwards. Suddenly Bux and Heno stopped and looked directly up. Above them were five white owls staring down.
“Soriter!” Shouted Bux and Heno in unison, “Finora, Malet, get out of here NOW!” Bux shifted into a large eagle and flew directly at the owls. Two dropped straight down to meet him halfway and they begun to fight in the sky. Two other owls dropped past the fight and intercepted Malet, Heno and Finora. The final owl circled slowly down to the ground as Bux was finally knocked down and pinned to the ground. All five owls shifted into their human forms and the four rebels had metal collars placed around their necks. Bux attempted to shift and as his formed blurred before he changed he received a sharp shock from the collar causing him to yell and drop to the floor.
“Shifter collars.” Said one of the Soriters. “They work well don’t you think?” Bux growled at him loudly. He shouted to Heno with his mind, who physically winced.
“Good, you can still hear me. Keep shouting to Scout and Tosha, we don’t need them caught as well. I thought we had moved out of their travel path.”
“They might have heard us packing to leave.” The two of them sent messages to Malet and Finora, breaking through their mental walls, letting them know they were going to keep calling out for Tosha and Scout.
Meanwhile, the hunting party had located the pigs and were flying low in order to switch when they needed to.
“Switch when I do. Scout go left, Hollo go right.” She broke through Hollo’s walls distracting him so he almost collided with a tree. He hooted softly at her and swung right. Tosha switched in midair and landed expertly as a wolf, she snarled as she lunged after the fleeing pigs. Scout and Hollo touched down either side of her and locked onto one of the pigs and giving chase. The pigs squealed loudly as they ran, pushing through ferns and branches. With a leap Scout and Tosha took down their prey, seconds later they heard Hollo doing the same. Hollo appeared, pushing through a large fern, dragging his kill behind him. Tosha pulled on a large vine that was hanging near her, shimmying up it she pulled a flint from her pocket and cut it down, as she begun to fall she switched landing as a magpie before turning back.
Yup.
I'm running out of ingenious blog titles ¬.¬
Just doing a quick post before Physio cause afterwards I'm bailing to work to help out whoever is doing my section then scooting to the yard! Tomorrow I need to remember to muck out in the morning cause Mum's got pole and I have work so we won't have time.
Jeeeeesus, I'm tired. While my computer was scanning cause of the virus it found I dozed lol
I had a moment I was proud of today, which I probably shouldn't be. But yes.
I need to prepare myself for Physio..aka take some painkillers lol
Laters x
Just doing a quick post before Physio cause afterwards I'm bailing to work to help out whoever is doing my section then scooting to the yard! Tomorrow I need to remember to muck out in the morning cause Mum's got pole and I have work so we won't have time.
Jeeeeesus, I'm tired. While my computer was scanning cause of the virus it found I dozed lol
I had a moment I was proud of today, which I probably shouldn't be. But yes.
I need to prepare myself for Physio..aka take some painkillers lol
Laters x
Sunday, 6 March 2011
Shadymont #6
Shadymont #6:
“I’ve been working on a way to keep your defensive shield up even if I’m away from you. It will help you to guard your mind from Valien.” she begun. She pulled 7 small necklaces from her pockets, each with a pendant of twisted metal. She passed one to everyone in the group including Hollo before slipping her own around her neck. “They have my mark on them as well as our mark, the Turkens.”
“How do they work?” asked Bux.
“It’s complicated. The best way to describe it is that it will draw a small amount of magic from you and store it until it needs to use it to defend you.”
“How does it know when you need defending?” questioned Scout as he fingered the twisted pendant.
“Through you powers. It senses it and shields you.” Gently turned it over in her hands Tosha examined the metal and found it warm to the touch.
“Hey, it warm!”
“It’s drawing power” explained Malet.
“So cool!” Tosha continued to stare at the pendant before tugging it on and tucking it beneath her shirt. “Thanks Malet.” Malet smiled and turned away.
Hollo twisted the metal in one hand and saw the crest of the Soriter as well as that of the rebel Turkens on his. Running his thumb over the crest he smiled faintly before gently pulling his necklace on and feeling the already familiar warmth of it against his neck.
His long pale hair whipped out behind him before changing into the long white fur of a white husky. His smoky grey eyes elongated and became pale blue; his tongue lolled from his mouth as he ran. His speed was fast, but not fast enough. The thunder of hooves behind him got louder; he could hear the voices now. Zerin and Durko ran hard beside him both in similar forms to his. Zerin’s white form was a wolf and Durko was an albino wolf; both were at the limit of their speed. As Hollo switched to a tall white stag and he increased his speed; as Zerin changed he was hit by a power arrow of the pursuing Valien. Screaming in pain he changed as he fell; he clutched at the shaft of the arrow as he pulled it out.
“Zerin!” Shouted Durko.
“GO!” He screamed at them both as they stumbled away from him switching and sprinting into the darkness leaving him to certain death as the arrow stripped his powers and he was left to the mercy of the Valien. As the Valien approached they pulled up their horses, their hooded capes covering their faces in shadow.
“What have we here?” rattled the voice of one of the riders. “Solen, deal with him.” One of the riders dismounted. “There were no survivors,” finished the rider before he spurred his horse on in pursuit of Hollo and Durko. The remaining four riders used their minds to track their quarry as they hurtled through the trees. Sensing them ahead they pushed their horses faster until the white stags could be seen flickering through the darkness. Halen, the archer sent a flurry of arrows flying towards Hollo and Durko. Durko was hit in the shoulder and he tumbled forwards morphing as he fell. He threw something in the air as he changed which Hollo caught as he switched into a pure white barn owl. Halen released another arrow which glanced off passed the owl causing it to shriek in pain but stay in the air.
“Blessed be” gasped Durko as he watched Hollo fly high above the trees. The Valien halted beside Durko.
“Where is he going?” The voice rattled again. Durko did not respond. Suddenly he lurched forwards clutching his head and writhing on the floor but the mental attack did not subside. The rider stood up straight as he spoke.
“He knows not where the Prince is headed. Spread out, track him.” The three riders spread out as Solen came cantering into view. He bowed his head as he approached his master.
“He is dealt with,” he spoke both with his mind and his voice. “I could not glean any useful information from him, except his name and those of his companions.” Hissing, his master moved his attention back to Durko. Solen mounted his horse and begun to track the escaped owl. Durko was pale, sweating and struggling to breathe.
“The end is near, Durko.” Looking up Durko mouthed something before taking a final shuddering breath.
Hollo was already miles away, his breathing was laboured and his side was coated in blood; he struggled to keep his eyes open. Losing consciousness he plummeted towards the ground, his wings folded in and he changed, landing heavily on his left wrist before coming to a stop.
Jerking awake Hollo yelped in pain as his wrist knocked the tree he was leaning against. Tosha was instantly on her feet growling deeply looking around. Switching she looked questioningly at Hollo.
“Bad dream” he muttered before carefully repositioning himself and faking sleep. He heard Tosha stretching in the leaves before hearing the gentle flap of wings; a brief moments silence before a similar flapping. Then he felt Scout the monkey curl up beside his head, his tail tickled his cheek before Scout’s small hand fastened gently on the edge of his t-shirt collar. Hollo was borrowing a shirt from Bux it was a faded black making it appear grey; it was the darkest item of clothing he had ever worn and it made him look even paler than he already was. Taking comfort in Scout’s warm body and reassuring touch, Hollo drifted back to a dreamless sleep.
“I’ve been working on a way to keep your defensive shield up even if I’m away from you. It will help you to guard your mind from Valien.” she begun. She pulled 7 small necklaces from her pockets, each with a pendant of twisted metal. She passed one to everyone in the group including Hollo before slipping her own around her neck. “They have my mark on them as well as our mark, the Turkens.”
“How do they work?” asked Bux.
“It’s complicated. The best way to describe it is that it will draw a small amount of magic from you and store it until it needs to use it to defend you.”
“How does it know when you need defending?” questioned Scout as he fingered the twisted pendant.
“Through you powers. It senses it and shields you.” Gently turned it over in her hands Tosha examined the metal and found it warm to the touch.
“Hey, it warm!”
“It’s drawing power” explained Malet.
“So cool!” Tosha continued to stare at the pendant before tugging it on and tucking it beneath her shirt. “Thanks Malet.” Malet smiled and turned away.
Hollo twisted the metal in one hand and saw the crest of the Soriter as well as that of the rebel Turkens on his. Running his thumb over the crest he smiled faintly before gently pulling his necklace on and feeling the already familiar warmth of it against his neck.
His long pale hair whipped out behind him before changing into the long white fur of a white husky. His smoky grey eyes elongated and became pale blue; his tongue lolled from his mouth as he ran. His speed was fast, but not fast enough. The thunder of hooves behind him got louder; he could hear the voices now. Zerin and Durko ran hard beside him both in similar forms to his. Zerin’s white form was a wolf and Durko was an albino wolf; both were at the limit of their speed. As Hollo switched to a tall white stag and he increased his speed; as Zerin changed he was hit by a power arrow of the pursuing Valien. Screaming in pain he changed as he fell; he clutched at the shaft of the arrow as he pulled it out.
“Zerin!” Shouted Durko.
“GO!” He screamed at them both as they stumbled away from him switching and sprinting into the darkness leaving him to certain death as the arrow stripped his powers and he was left to the mercy of the Valien. As the Valien approached they pulled up their horses, their hooded capes covering their faces in shadow.
“What have we here?” rattled the voice of one of the riders. “Solen, deal with him.” One of the riders dismounted. “There were no survivors,” finished the rider before he spurred his horse on in pursuit of Hollo and Durko. The remaining four riders used their minds to track their quarry as they hurtled through the trees. Sensing them ahead they pushed their horses faster until the white stags could be seen flickering through the darkness. Halen, the archer sent a flurry of arrows flying towards Hollo and Durko. Durko was hit in the shoulder and he tumbled forwards morphing as he fell. He threw something in the air as he changed which Hollo caught as he switched into a pure white barn owl. Halen released another arrow which glanced off passed the owl causing it to shriek in pain but stay in the air.
“Blessed be” gasped Durko as he watched Hollo fly high above the trees. The Valien halted beside Durko.
“Where is he going?” The voice rattled again. Durko did not respond. Suddenly he lurched forwards clutching his head and writhing on the floor but the mental attack did not subside. The rider stood up straight as he spoke.
“He knows not where the Prince is headed. Spread out, track him.” The three riders spread out as Solen came cantering into view. He bowed his head as he approached his master.
“He is dealt with,” he spoke both with his mind and his voice. “I could not glean any useful information from him, except his name and those of his companions.” Hissing, his master moved his attention back to Durko. Solen mounted his horse and begun to track the escaped owl. Durko was pale, sweating and struggling to breathe.
“The end is near, Durko.” Looking up Durko mouthed something before taking a final shuddering breath.
Hollo was already miles away, his breathing was laboured and his side was coated in blood; he struggled to keep his eyes open. Losing consciousness he plummeted towards the ground, his wings folded in and he changed, landing heavily on his left wrist before coming to a stop.
Jerking awake Hollo yelped in pain as his wrist knocked the tree he was leaning against. Tosha was instantly on her feet growling deeply looking around. Switching she looked questioningly at Hollo.
“Bad dream” he muttered before carefully repositioning himself and faking sleep. He heard Tosha stretching in the leaves before hearing the gentle flap of wings; a brief moments silence before a similar flapping. Then he felt Scout the monkey curl up beside his head, his tail tickled his cheek before Scout’s small hand fastened gently on the edge of his t-shirt collar. Hollo was borrowing a shirt from Bux it was a faded black making it appear grey; it was the darkest item of clothing he had ever worn and it made him look even paler than he already was. Taking comfort in Scout’s warm body and reassuring touch, Hollo drifted back to a dreamless sleep.
Mmhmm
Erm I'm actually SO tired it's unbelievable.
I'm NOT doing my tuesday night shift, I'm just doing 7-9.30 instead, w00t.
Had a bit of a fail last night, but I'm feeling a lot better.
Lol, Mick exploded at the yard earlier cause of where we'd left Jaffa and is basically sucked so mum burst into tears and then when he had his back to her she winked. She's a good actor yo!
Mmmmmmm, I'm tired. But, I already said that.
I ned to start bringing Ellie into shape for Summer and for Horse Boarding. Sooo, I'mma walk her out tomorrow, maybe take her down to L.B road and trot her back up that hill. BUT I need to get her some proper tendon boots -.-'
Errrr. That's it :D
Laterssss
I'm NOT doing my tuesday night shift, I'm just doing 7-9.30 instead, w00t.
Had a bit of a fail last night, but I'm feeling a lot better.
Lol, Mick exploded at the yard earlier cause of where we'd left Jaffa and is basically sucked so mum burst into tears and then when he had his back to her she winked. She's a good actor yo!
Mmmmmmm, I'm tired. But, I already said that.
I ned to start bringing Ellie into shape for Summer and for Horse Boarding. Sooo, I'mma walk her out tomorrow, maybe take her down to L.B road and trot her back up that hill. BUT I need to get her some proper tendon boots -.-'
Errrr. That's it :D
Laterssss
Saturday, 5 March 2011
Sat-ah-day
I had worketh today, it was..well work like lol. Barb promised me a ride on Marcie seen as I haven't ridden her yet. I love she trusts me/my abilities enough to let me ride her horses ^.^
Twig lost a shoe so we REALLY need the farrier out! I desperately need him for Zoh cause he's overreaching all the time and injuring himself -.-'
Lol there's a dude with orange hair on TV.
Laney, how goes the hat-shu? ;)
Love ya! x
Twig lost a shoe so we REALLY need the farrier out! I desperately need him for Zoh cause he's overreaching all the time and injuring himself -.-'
Lol there's a dude with orange hair on TV.
Laney, how goes the hat-shu? ;)
Love ya! x
Shadymont #5
Shadymont #5:
Heno tapped Tosha gently on the shoulder to wake her for sentry duty, slipping away from Scout she trotted to the front door and sniffed around following the track that Heno had walked whilst on duty. She turned to face the wind and lifted her muzzle into the air; she could smell the ferns and trees from the forest and a herd of deer on the outskirts of the woods but nothing out of the ordinary. Casting her mind out to the deer she sensed something different about them, they didn’t have ordinary prey thoughts they thought like humans. Sprinting back into the house she awake all teles with a single shout and the others awoke from the noise of them waking.
“Soriter. We’ve got to move now. ETA 5 minutes.” Bux leapt up.
“Finora, Malet, Heno pack up upstairs. Scout, go and keep an eye out, sparrow. Tosha, I need you big to carry Hollo.” Scout flitted silent out the window casting his mind out to the deer keeping everyone up to date with their progress. Hollo helped to roll up the bed rolls and slid them into the rucksack which Tosha attached to his back. Tosha helped him into the back garden before morphing into a tall black horse; she lay down so Hollo could step over her before she stood up.
“They’re coming!” shouted Scout. Malet and Bux burst from the house morphing into tall horses so that Heno and Finora could escape. Scout dropped down and morphed into his monkey and landed on Tosha’s neck.
“Let’s go. Now. Before it’s too late” she said. Bux nodded his head and all three horses took off at a fast canter straight into the woods where the darkness soon enveloped them.
They kept pace until the sun begun to rise before they stopped by a small creek on the edge of the forest. Malet, Bux and Tosha all dropped their noses into the water and gulped the cool fresh water down. Hollo, Heno, Scout and Finora all climbed down and the others morphed back.
“Jesus” panted Tosha. “How far did we run?” Bux grunted in way of a response. Heno and Malet went to collect some firewood so they could cook some breakfast of deer. “I’m going to see if I can see anyone in the area.” Tosha switched into her magpie and Scout became his crow and the two of them flew up above the trees and scanned the area, casting out their minds to the limit of their ability to ensure they would be safe for a long time. Although their minds crossed those of many animals they were simply animals and not shifters. When the two of them dropped back into the makeshift camp they found breakfast to be almost ready and Finora was changing Hollo’s bandages. She had heated some water and she cleaned the open wound out carefully before applying some more painkilling herb to the wound and wrapping a fresh bandage around it. Tosha looked up at Hollo’s face; he was pale and sweating clearly in pain. Finora handed him a cup and told him to drink.
After everybody had eaten, Malet and Bux flew up to check for any others in the area; they happened across another small band of rebels moving in the opposite direction to them and flew to warn them of the approaching Soriters. The rebels warned that up ahead of where Bux’s group was were also Soriters. The two rebel groups chose to move horizontally away from both groups keeping a keen distance between them hoping that the two Soriter groups meet and travel in the same direction and allow the rebel groups to pass safely in peace.
The group stopped to make camp in the early afternoon to give Hollo a chance to rest and the others a chance to spar. Malet cast protective spells over them before they begun to spar to ensure no one was injured badly, attacks would leave a small wound that would not hold them back should they need to fight for real. Tosha pulled her sharpened antlers from the pack and split it apart revealing two separate equally deadly weapons. She squared off to Scout, both of them dropping into a defensive pose and waiting for the other to move. Tosha lunged forwards suddenly feinting to the left before spinning right slicing one antler after another across Scout’s defence. Scout was no easy fight, as Tosha was spinning past him; he slid his arm around her and pulled her close holding a small knife to her throat. Smiling he begun to say the familiar word:
“Cau-” he was cut off mid word as Tosha switched into her magpie and flitted away before changing back into herself. Tilted her head to the side she grinned and waited for Scout’s attack.
They continued to spar until dinner was served; Malet removed their wards before passing them their food.
Heno tapped Tosha gently on the shoulder to wake her for sentry duty, slipping away from Scout she trotted to the front door and sniffed around following the track that Heno had walked whilst on duty. She turned to face the wind and lifted her muzzle into the air; she could smell the ferns and trees from the forest and a herd of deer on the outskirts of the woods but nothing out of the ordinary. Casting her mind out to the deer she sensed something different about them, they didn’t have ordinary prey thoughts they thought like humans. Sprinting back into the house she awake all teles with a single shout and the others awoke from the noise of them waking.
“Soriter. We’ve got to move now. ETA 5 minutes.” Bux leapt up.
“Finora, Malet, Heno pack up upstairs. Scout, go and keep an eye out, sparrow. Tosha, I need you big to carry Hollo.” Scout flitted silent out the window casting his mind out to the deer keeping everyone up to date with their progress. Hollo helped to roll up the bed rolls and slid them into the rucksack which Tosha attached to his back. Tosha helped him into the back garden before morphing into a tall black horse; she lay down so Hollo could step over her before she stood up.
“They’re coming!” shouted Scout. Malet and Bux burst from the house morphing into tall horses so that Heno and Finora could escape. Scout dropped down and morphed into his monkey and landed on Tosha’s neck.
“Let’s go. Now. Before it’s too late” she said. Bux nodded his head and all three horses took off at a fast canter straight into the woods where the darkness soon enveloped them.
They kept pace until the sun begun to rise before they stopped by a small creek on the edge of the forest. Malet, Bux and Tosha all dropped their noses into the water and gulped the cool fresh water down. Hollo, Heno, Scout and Finora all climbed down and the others morphed back.
“Jesus” panted Tosha. “How far did we run?” Bux grunted in way of a response. Heno and Malet went to collect some firewood so they could cook some breakfast of deer. “I’m going to see if I can see anyone in the area.” Tosha switched into her magpie and Scout became his crow and the two of them flew up above the trees and scanned the area, casting out their minds to the limit of their ability to ensure they would be safe for a long time. Although their minds crossed those of many animals they were simply animals and not shifters. When the two of them dropped back into the makeshift camp they found breakfast to be almost ready and Finora was changing Hollo’s bandages. She had heated some water and she cleaned the open wound out carefully before applying some more painkilling herb to the wound and wrapping a fresh bandage around it. Tosha looked up at Hollo’s face; he was pale and sweating clearly in pain. Finora handed him a cup and told him to drink.
After everybody had eaten, Malet and Bux flew up to check for any others in the area; they happened across another small band of rebels moving in the opposite direction to them and flew to warn them of the approaching Soriters. The rebels warned that up ahead of where Bux’s group was were also Soriters. The two rebel groups chose to move horizontally away from both groups keeping a keen distance between them hoping that the two Soriter groups meet and travel in the same direction and allow the rebel groups to pass safely in peace.
The group stopped to make camp in the early afternoon to give Hollo a chance to rest and the others a chance to spar. Malet cast protective spells over them before they begun to spar to ensure no one was injured badly, attacks would leave a small wound that would not hold them back should they need to fight for real. Tosha pulled her sharpened antlers from the pack and split it apart revealing two separate equally deadly weapons. She squared off to Scout, both of them dropping into a defensive pose and waiting for the other to move. Tosha lunged forwards suddenly feinting to the left before spinning right slicing one antler after another across Scout’s defence. Scout was no easy fight, as Tosha was spinning past him; he slid his arm around her and pulled her close holding a small knife to her throat. Smiling he begun to say the familiar word:
“Cau-” he was cut off mid word as Tosha switched into her magpie and flitted away before changing back into herself. Tilted her head to the side she grinned and waited for Scout’s attack.
They continued to spar until dinner was served; Malet removed their wards before passing them their food.
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