Pursuer (Alwahi Series)

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    The woman looked at her for a moment longer then shrugged her shoulders. She reached up and pulled her hood back revealing black hair.
     
    “ My name is Anessa,” she said. “I am clan leader of the Pursuers. It has been awhile since we have had a pledge. You will be tested to see if you are worthy. Only the strong will be accepted. The weak no longer walk this plane.” Her voice was serious. “I will take you to our hold.” With her last words, she turned and began to walk out the door the other two clan leaders had walked out moments before.
     
    Zanas found herself in a front of large stone steps that made their way down to a torch lit tunnel. They made their way down the winding staircase, into a small cave. Zanas could tell that this chamber was not made by the hands of nature. This had been deliberately made, with three tunnels leading out. Anessa walked towards the tunnel on the right and stopped, holding her hand out towards it.
     
    “ This is the entrance to the Pursuers hold,” she explained, leading the way down the long tunnel. “This tunnel travels beneath the city and then up to our hold.”
     
    It was much cooler in this chamber, far colder than it had been in the city above. Zanas pulled her cloak tighter around herself and the woman seemed to notice. “This must be a colder climate than you are used to,” Anessa said. “We will get you the necessary supplies once I have shown you your room. Our hold is very old and once was much larger. We have many empty chambers.” She grew quiet for a moment, leading Zanas and Maleek deeper and deeper into the underpass.
     
    “ The city folk,” Anessa spat the words like an insult, “they have become too comfortable in their shining homes. They are no longer born with the courage it takes to become a Pursuer. Only those willing to risk their lives are able to pledge themselves to our clan. City bred children flounder in our world.” Zanas could see a slight curve in the tunnel ahead, and they were soon standing in front of another large staircase, leading up.
     
    They made their way up three flights of long steps and then entered a hallway, doors placed at regular intervals. They took numerous twists and turns until Anessa stopped in front of one of the ornately carved doors. She pushed it open to a large chamber cut out of the stony body of the earth. At one side, there was a large fireplace, and a huge stone bed was situated against one wall. Zanas began to think of how uncomfortable it would be to sleep in this, when the woman began to laugh.
     
    “ I will also have them bring the bedding that goes on that,” she said pointing to the bed, “and some wood to go in that,” she finished pointing at the fireplace. “I am sure that you are weary from your journey; down the hall to your left is a bathing pool. Most of our members are busy completing their assignments, you should find it empty. By the time you are finished it will probably be time for dinner. I will come and collect you.” With that, she turned and left Zanas, quickly disappearing down the maze of corridors.
     
    Maleek made one lap around the room sniffing the corners. When he was satisfied, he circled three times and curled up on the floor, his giant nose resting on his paws. She watched as his color changed and he began to blend into the stone around him. Zanas could hear his soft snoring as he drifted off to sleep. Depositing her belongings on the floor next to the canine, she began to follow the directions to the pool.
     
    The door was shaped differently than the chamber doors. It had an oval shape to the top of it, two huge wooden doors hanging in front of her. She made a passing thought, wondering how the doors come to be in such a place, when the doors were pulled open in one swift motion. And there he stood.
     
    He jerked to a stop, his eyes becoming wide for a moment. Then he grinned, taking a bold step forward. His skin was still damp, tiny

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