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Authors: Adam Bolander
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NoTribe will leave you in peace.” Specter said once more, “Refuse me, and prepare for war.”
“No,” Rust replied, “you can’t have her.”
Specter curled his lip in disgust, and nodded, “Very well, then. I will give you two weeks to reconsider. If you know what’s good for you and your tribe, you will do as I say. You know the alternative.” Without another word, he turned and left Icefire’s camp, Mask following closely behind him.
Blaze felt an icy chill run down his spine. What had he just gotten his tribe into?
Chapter Fifteen
Goliath stalked back and forth across Darkcover’s camp. He clenched his teeth, and his claws dug deep into the earth floor, two signs of strong anxiety. He muttered something under his breath about “only two more days.” He broke, momentarily, into a wicked grin, his eyes shining with maniacal glee.
“I take it you are looking forward to the attack?” Mordred asked, amused by his chief’s antics.
“And why shouldn’t I be?” Goliath chuckled, “My victory is drawing nearer every day. I can hardly wait to see the dirt stained red with their blood. I will finally have what I deserve!”
“What you deserve?” Mordred repeated.
“Of course, I am the strongest saloli in this forest. Everything in it is mine by right of Blood Way! Or, at least it will be. It would have been, if Rust hadn’t interfered that day. Well, he’ll get what he deserves too. A nice, slow death!”
Mordred chuckled quietly, catching Goliath’s attention, “What’s so funny?” he demanded.
“You think your birthright ends where the forest recedes?” the prophet asked, “Oh no, my chief. What belongs to you spreads far and wide beyond the trees of this forest.”
Confusion clouded Goliath’s eyes, but there was also a hint of interest. Mordred’s words had caught his attention.
Chapter sixteen
The sun finally set on what had been a long day. As Icefire began to make their way to the resting trees, Blaze found himself thinking about the morning’s occurrences. Blaze had, almost singlehandedly, put Icefire into a second war, and there seemed to be no way out of it. Guilt crept through his fur, into his skin, weighing down his bones and making him wish that he could simply disappear. Many saloli could be killed because of his decision. Still, he couldn’t give up Sunbeam! She may have been strong, but she wasn’t used to the hard lives that NoTribe saloli led. Icefire saloli didn’t exactly have it easy either, but they, at least, had territory that was indisputably theirs, and it was full of food. Any food that an Outsider needed had to be stolen, oftentimes putting themselves at risk in doing so. Because of this, they frequently would have to go hungry. No, he told himself, there was no shame in protecting Sunbeam from such a life. As he walked, he felt another saloli bump into him. Looking up, he nearly gasped when he saw Sunbeam herself standing there, looking slightly nervous.
“I just wanted to thank you for standing up for me earlier today.” Sunbeam said, tentatively. “I couldn’t stand the thought of leaving with that creature.”
“You’re welcome,” Blaze returned, his chest filling with warmth at her words.
“It was very brave of you to do so.”
Blaze sighed, a bit of his guilt creeping back in, “I just wish I hadn’t gotten Icefire into so much trouble by doing it. Not that I regret doing it,” he backpedaled, “Just what came of it.”
“I understand.” Sunbeam nodded, “that saloli, what was his name?”
“Specter.”
“Yes, there was something wrong with him.”
Blaze recalled Specter’s white fur and red eyes, “He’s what is called an albino,” he explained, “It means there’s something wrong with his body that makes him look that way.”
“No,” Sunbeam corrected, “I mean on the inside. I looked into his eyes today. He
“No,” Rust replied, “you can’t have her.”
Specter curled his lip in disgust, and nodded, “Very well, then. I will give you two weeks to reconsider. If you know what’s good for you and your tribe, you will do as I say. You know the alternative.” Without another word, he turned and left Icefire’s camp, Mask following closely behind him.
Blaze felt an icy chill run down his spine. What had he just gotten his tribe into?
Chapter Fifteen
Goliath stalked back and forth across Darkcover’s camp. He clenched his teeth, and his claws dug deep into the earth floor, two signs of strong anxiety. He muttered something under his breath about “only two more days.” He broke, momentarily, into a wicked grin, his eyes shining with maniacal glee.
“I take it you are looking forward to the attack?” Mordred asked, amused by his chief’s antics.
“And why shouldn’t I be?” Goliath chuckled, “My victory is drawing nearer every day. I can hardly wait to see the dirt stained red with their blood. I will finally have what I deserve!”
“What you deserve?” Mordred repeated.
“Of course, I am the strongest saloli in this forest. Everything in it is mine by right of Blood Way! Or, at least it will be. It would have been, if Rust hadn’t interfered that day. Well, he’ll get what he deserves too. A nice, slow death!”
Mordred chuckled quietly, catching Goliath’s attention, “What’s so funny?” he demanded.
“You think your birthright ends where the forest recedes?” the prophet asked, “Oh no, my chief. What belongs to you spreads far and wide beyond the trees of this forest.”
Confusion clouded Goliath’s eyes, but there was also a hint of interest. Mordred’s words had caught his attention.
Chapter sixteen
The sun finally set on what had been a long day. As Icefire began to make their way to the resting trees, Blaze found himself thinking about the morning’s occurrences. Blaze had, almost singlehandedly, put Icefire into a second war, and there seemed to be no way out of it. Guilt crept through his fur, into his skin, weighing down his bones and making him wish that he could simply disappear. Many saloli could be killed because of his decision. Still, he couldn’t give up Sunbeam! She may have been strong, but she wasn’t used to the hard lives that NoTribe saloli led. Icefire saloli didn’t exactly have it easy either, but they, at least, had territory that was indisputably theirs, and it was full of food. Any food that an Outsider needed had to be stolen, oftentimes putting themselves at risk in doing so. Because of this, they frequently would have to go hungry. No, he told himself, there was no shame in protecting Sunbeam from such a life. As he walked, he felt another saloli bump into him. Looking up, he nearly gasped when he saw Sunbeam herself standing there, looking slightly nervous.
“I just wanted to thank you for standing up for me earlier today.” Sunbeam said, tentatively. “I couldn’t stand the thought of leaving with that creature.”
“You’re welcome,” Blaze returned, his chest filling with warmth at her words.
“It was very brave of you to do so.”
Blaze sighed, a bit of his guilt creeping back in, “I just wish I hadn’t gotten Icefire into so much trouble by doing it. Not that I regret doing it,” he backpedaled, “Just what came of it.”
“I understand.” Sunbeam nodded, “that saloli, what was his name?”
“Specter.”
“Yes, there was something wrong with him.”
Blaze recalled Specter’s white fur and red eyes, “He’s what is called an albino,” he explained, “It means there’s something wrong with his body that makes him look that way.”
“No,” Sunbeam corrected, “I mean on the inside. I looked into his eyes today. He
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