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Finding Home Chap 5Chapter 5
The thick piece of leather and wood shatters in the air mid-stroke.
“Damn it all to Hellgates! GRUNGECLAW!” The old, black and grey fox curses as he cradles his bruised paw to his chest, the shattered remains of a whip dangling from his fist.
“Yes, my Lord?”
The fox bends over, getting in the stoat’s face. “Yew said that this wouldn’t happen. Yew said, yew promised, that this-” He dangles the broken whip in front of him, growling. “-wouldn’t happen. Would ye like t’ amend that statement now?”
The stoat only has a few seconds to stammer out an excuse before the dagger catches him in the ribs.
The vermin camp is mostly quiet. The sentries have most certainly fallen asleep, this late into the midnight watch. Wersehd picked this time carefully. No sense in letting everybeast know what he’s up to.
A lanky ferret scurries after him, the dirty grease in his fur shimmering slightly, a b
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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