Day two:
My rest was interrupted by a most disturbing event this morning. A small scout group had traveled out to where I was probable in search of those who had fled during the attack. They did not yet know who I was at this time, my cloak hid my identity from their blood-thirsty eyes. One poked me with his partizan while the others yelled and shouted for me to rouse from my slumber. I slowly rose to my feet while keeping my tail wrapped around my left leg so that they could not tell that I was not human. One spotted the sword I carried on my back and ordered me to drop it. I undid the strap that secured the scabbard to myself and held out the ensamble in front of me without thinking, in aquiesence. He shouted once more for me to place it on the ground. I dropped it to the ground, in unison they watched it fall. Strange how humans in groups act as one sometimes. The one with the partizan, perhaps the squar leader, approached me and threatened me with his weapon if I did not reveal myself. I remembered the words of queen Onelphia Norlias after she released me. "You no longer take orders from anyone. You are your own ruler. Go now, carve out your own destiny in the world." I growled a low, menacing growl. The scout's face was fraught with fear. This I could tell because he was not wearing a helmet like the others. He slowly backed away and turned his head slightly to beckon the others for aid. I extended my claws from their fleshy sheathes and allowed my tail to move freely. I jerked my head back to push the hood back and did reveal my self to them. I roared as I approached them, they screamed in terror. I quickly dispatched the squad's leader, it was simple. He was not wearing a helmet and had poor upper body armor. I cut his throat. He choked on his indistinct words and blood as he fell to his knees. One of the others was jittery and ran off while the remaining three readied themselves for combat. "Demon" one called me. As quickly as I could I rushed them, dodging their weapons and tearing apart their armor at the weak points. I knocked each of them to the ground and without their armor, they were quite helpless. Although they were allied with those who destroyed my home, I did not kill them. They witnessed the painfull death of their group leader and I believe that is punishment enough. They scurried off into the woods headed for their encampment. Afterwards, I retrived my sword and went about my normal morning routine and spent the rest of the day asleep in a tree. After all, I need to catch up on my rest.
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 Guardian LYNX · Tue Feb 12, 2008 @ 05:11pm · 0 Comments |
