Kodo and Wolf
The little Tauren boy burst through the door and ran straight to his bedroom. A moment later, when he ran back through the living room clutching his bow and quiver […]
The little Tauren boy burst through the door and ran straight to his bedroom. A moment later, when he ran back through the living room clutching his bow and quiver […]
“Ladies and gents!” I burped rather suddenly, surprising myself. “Oh! Excuse me!… hic! Friends, let me regale with a tale of cunning and speed, of beauty and beast in the deepest wilds of a dark and dangerous land!”
There was a wash of red staining his right side. She inspected the area carefully. A metal shard, roughly the size of her thumb (claw included) had penetrated at the waist of the bodysuit worn underneath the armor. The shard stuck out of his side like a thorn. Her eyes widened. “Well, that shouldn’t be there.”
Beansidhe stared back, her gaze unfriendly. She really wanted to throw some plague her way, but had a feeling the Tauren would be able to survive whatever came at her. She settled for snapping at the woman instead. “What are you looking at?”
Drawing a breath, her ribs protested with a lightning strike and she hissed. Gingerly, she
sat up, and then pulled herself up the wall slowly, being oh-so-careful not to shriek or
groan. She ignored the puddle of blood she’d been lying in and just stood there breathing
slowly, trying to process something beyond the pain.
“Did anyone get the number of the speeder that hit me?”
. . .
When nothing seemed broken, she managed to get to her feet once more, only to stand there dumbfounded. If the scene before had been gory with the dead bantha carcasses lying about, it now looked twice as bad with chunks of krayt everywhere.
“Twi’lek down!”
That was Nova’s voice, but K’iska didn’t dare take her eyes off her target. Her heart pounded with fear. She snapped off several more bolts of energy. “I can’t get through the scales!”
“Of course not.” The trooper pulled a small reflective object out of his equipment belt. “You need something with more… punch.”
Beansidhe looked at her. “You think differently?”
The Tauren gave a small shrug. “Alliance druids may make it more difficult, but should otherwise be easy.”
“Oh, they’re just Night Elves. What are they going to do, dance us to death?” said Tigerlili.
“What’s your name?”
“Sinistra. And you are?”
“Tigerlili.”
The druid nodded. “Now that is a name I’ve heard before.”
Tigerlili beamed. “My reputation precedes me.”
Sinistra’s tail flicked faster. “Only in being named as one of the circle by our mutual friend. Good thing, otherwise I’d have had to kill you…”
But the stags! Oh, the stags were tempting. Every one she passed made her stomach rumble with hunger. She was tempted to stop and tear into one of the creatures, and gorge herself. But she resisted the urge. There would be time to eat once she got where she was going.
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