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Uhyre.”
-Yes, we have heard such things.-
“Then you should move your pack further north, it may not be safe here anymore.”
-You may be right. The hunting has been bad as of late, although the journey will not be an easy one. You will rejoin your pack, then?-
“I don’t have much of a choice at the moment. I can’t leave them just yet. If I bring back one of the gulrik’s bodies, that might help them better understand.”
-We shall stay in the area for as long as your pack is here, should you need us again.-
“Thank you again, Tyloner.”
She bid the wolf goodbye and watched as he led his pack off into the woods, leaving her alone with Tullner. How much of this was she going to have to explain? Wiping her blade on the back of her leg, she sheathed it before returning to the wounded soldier.
“How’s the leg?” she asked.
“What exactly happened?”
“We won. Now, how’s your leg?”
“It's fine... I guess. How exactly did we win?”
“Can you walk on it?”
“Yeah, it doesn’t hurt anymore. It wasn’t that bad to begin with.”
“Good,” she said, and motioned to the dead gulrik. “Pick that thing up and let’s get back to camp.”
Tullner lugged the dead gulrik back through the woods. He wrapped it in his cloak to make it easier for him to carry, not so much physically, since the creatures were rather small, but mentally. He couldn’t take looking at it any longer.
He was surprised at just how far they had actually gone and realized, if he was alone, he wouldn’t have found his way back. Kile, on the other hand, knew exactly where they were going and led him right into the center of camp.
“Sergeant Wargner, they’re back,” a soldier cried out when the two emerged from the forest.
Wargner stormed across the campground toward them, looking more livid than he usually was.
“Where the hell have you been, Corporal?” he shouted. “Do you think this is some social gathering for your amusement?”
“No sir… we were…”
“You were what, Corporal?”
“It’s just that, sir…”
“You think you can wander off where you please. We are not back in your little hick town where you can take your girl off into the woods for a…”
“Don’t even go there,” Kile shouted, pushing between them.
“You’re already in a world of trouble, don’t even start with me.”
Turning, Kile grabbed the corner of the cloak which Tullner was carrying. She gave it a quick jerk and flipped the lifeless body of the gulrik in the air. It landed at the Sergeant’s feet, who, she was happy to see, actually jumped back in surprise.
“What the hell is that?” he shouted.
“That is a gulrik. And they have been following us for the last two days.”
“How is this possible?” he asked.
Kile looked down at the gulrik and shrugged.
“They have feet, they can walk.”
“That’s not what I meant,” the Sergeant said, grinding his teeth before taking a deep breath. He directed his next question to Tullner. “Was he the only one?”
“No, sir, there was a total of four, that I saw, could have been more. We were able to eliminate three of them, but one got away.”
The Sergeant went back to shouting.
“You let one escape?”
“It couldn’t be helped, sir.” Tullner replied.
“This is what I get for agreeing to have amateur in my squad,” he said turning his anger back on Kile. “Through your incompetence, they now know we are aware of them. You don’t think I already knew they were out there and following us?”
“Honestly, I don’t think you had a clue,” she replied, watching his face turn to a lovely shade of purple. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m tired and I’m going to bed.”
“Don’t you dare turn your back on me, missy.”
She already gave up trying to understand the Sergeant, so why would she want to stand there and debate him. He was going to believe what he wanted to believe and there was nothing she could say that would change his opinion
-Yes, we have heard such things.-
“Then you should move your pack further north, it may not be safe here anymore.”
-You may be right. The hunting has been bad as of late, although the journey will not be an easy one. You will rejoin your pack, then?-
“I don’t have much of a choice at the moment. I can’t leave them just yet. If I bring back one of the gulrik’s bodies, that might help them better understand.”
-We shall stay in the area for as long as your pack is here, should you need us again.-
“Thank you again, Tyloner.”
She bid the wolf goodbye and watched as he led his pack off into the woods, leaving her alone with Tullner. How much of this was she going to have to explain? Wiping her blade on the back of her leg, she sheathed it before returning to the wounded soldier.
“How’s the leg?” she asked.
“What exactly happened?”
“We won. Now, how’s your leg?”
“It's fine... I guess. How exactly did we win?”
“Can you walk on it?”
“Yeah, it doesn’t hurt anymore. It wasn’t that bad to begin with.”
“Good,” she said, and motioned to the dead gulrik. “Pick that thing up and let’s get back to camp.”
Tullner lugged the dead gulrik back through the woods. He wrapped it in his cloak to make it easier for him to carry, not so much physically, since the creatures were rather small, but mentally. He couldn’t take looking at it any longer.
He was surprised at just how far they had actually gone and realized, if he was alone, he wouldn’t have found his way back. Kile, on the other hand, knew exactly where they were going and led him right into the center of camp.
“Sergeant Wargner, they’re back,” a soldier cried out when the two emerged from the forest.
Wargner stormed across the campground toward them, looking more livid than he usually was.
“Where the hell have you been, Corporal?” he shouted. “Do you think this is some social gathering for your amusement?”
“No sir… we were…”
“You were what, Corporal?”
“It’s just that, sir…”
“You think you can wander off where you please. We are not back in your little hick town where you can take your girl off into the woods for a…”
“Don’t even go there,” Kile shouted, pushing between them.
“You’re already in a world of trouble, don’t even start with me.”
Turning, Kile grabbed the corner of the cloak which Tullner was carrying. She gave it a quick jerk and flipped the lifeless body of the gulrik in the air. It landed at the Sergeant’s feet, who, she was happy to see, actually jumped back in surprise.
“What the hell is that?” he shouted.
“That is a gulrik. And they have been following us for the last two days.”
“How is this possible?” he asked.
Kile looked down at the gulrik and shrugged.
“They have feet, they can walk.”
“That’s not what I meant,” the Sergeant said, grinding his teeth before taking a deep breath. He directed his next question to Tullner. “Was he the only one?”
“No, sir, there was a total of four, that I saw, could have been more. We were able to eliminate three of them, but one got away.”
The Sergeant went back to shouting.
“You let one escape?”
“It couldn’t be helped, sir.” Tullner replied.
“This is what I get for agreeing to have amateur in my squad,” he said turning his anger back on Kile. “Through your incompetence, they now know we are aware of them. You don’t think I already knew they were out there and following us?”
“Honestly, I don’t think you had a clue,” she replied, watching his face turn to a lovely shade of purple. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m tired and I’m going to bed.”
“Don’t you dare turn your back on me, missy.”
She already gave up trying to understand the Sergeant, so why would she want to stand there and debate him. He was going to believe what he wanted to believe and there was nothing she could say that would change his opinion
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