allowed the blade to rotate and the catch that allowed it to slide back in place.
“Truth is, on the day of days, everybody lost somebody. And it was only the beginning.”
We watched him silently replace everything and get out of the cart. He walked past us with slumped shoulders and went to bed without another word.
“Dammit, you just had to keep pushing Senjay!”
Lazarus shoved him back into the cart, but he held up Kru for a shield, so I got it next.
“And you. You think you’re some kind of hero? She would have been just fine without you getting yourself locked up. Do you have any idea how bad Sloan got after you took his leg? All you did was make life harder for me, and for her, and for everyone else. ”
He spun away from us and laid his bedroll down beside Major Bloodaxe’s cart.
“Mate, I cannot wait to get one of those. The Drakkah are real, brother. Glorious.”
“We are the Drakkah, Senjay. It’s up to us to stop the next invasion.”
“Ah, what can they do to us? We’ve got the hilts. We’ve got all the power. It’s too late for them now, ‘boy-o!’”
After getting settled in, Senjay fell asleep almost immediately. Kru wanted to stay up with me.
“I had a long day boy. But, honestly, it was the best day of my life.”
“Krrru!”
“Saying your name is a good trick boy. I’m sure the harlot’s will give you all the yummy treats you can eat.”
I had no treats for him, but the puppy was happy with snuggling for warmth. I watched the stars twinkling in the open sky long after the fire went out. I pushed snow on it just to be sure and covered us with my shell to keep out the morning dew. There were too many nightmares for me to fit into one night, so they all took turns kicking me awake and stealing me back for more.
Kru woke up early to properly celebrate his initiation into solid foods. We were the first ones to crunch about the plateau on the light layer of snow, sharing one of the few tree without a sloth. The steeds were too hot to accumulate snow as they had laid in a pile for warmth. Hopping up much more loudly, they smacked their horns into pine needle branches to melt the frost. When they shook the snow off their backs they dug under the carts after clean grass, horns smacking into the wood loud enough to wake the rest of the valley. Major Bloodaxe stepped down onto the ground with bare feet just as the sun crested the mountains. He stretched, releasing so much steam that his red hair could easily have been mistaken for a small flame.
“Where’s my little harlot cake boy-o?”
“Kru. Come. Here sir.”
“Ah yes, c’mere sweetness.”
He whispered through a yawn and the dogs understood to stay quiet as well. They jumped down and woke Lazarus to assist the puppies. The older dogs, Tommy and Timmy, decided Kru was already grown and took him for a scouting run around the camp. He barked up at a sloth, but it was only once.
“By the light of day, he picked up on convoy security awful quick. I might just have to keep him. Hmm, a brood of smaller dogs would be easier to feed. Na, they can’t even jump out the cart without a hand.”
The Bloodaxe finished speaking to himself and woke the other Majors before going to put on his boots. Major Talon waved me over to the Swiftblade’s cart without any formal introduction.
“Boy. Come. Yes you, come.”
“Take off the goat. Yes fool, do this. Good, now turn.”
She must have heard us at her cart after all. When she saw my back, she pretended to vomit, and then slammed her ice cold hand down on my shoulder. I flinched but she was only hopping down. She had no shame, and almost no clothing on her body. I focused on looking only into her eyes while she got dressed right there in front of me.
“You look disgusting. How many girls were you caught with? What is the total?”
“Ma’am, Leiza was only the one. And, my name is Matthius.”
“Ugh, don’t salute me slummer. I want to know about that
“Truth is, on the day of days, everybody lost somebody. And it was only the beginning.”
We watched him silently replace everything and get out of the cart. He walked past us with slumped shoulders and went to bed without another word.
“Dammit, you just had to keep pushing Senjay!”
Lazarus shoved him back into the cart, but he held up Kru for a shield, so I got it next.
“And you. You think you’re some kind of hero? She would have been just fine without you getting yourself locked up. Do you have any idea how bad Sloan got after you took his leg? All you did was make life harder for me, and for her, and for everyone else. ”
He spun away from us and laid his bedroll down beside Major Bloodaxe’s cart.
“Mate, I cannot wait to get one of those. The Drakkah are real, brother. Glorious.”
“We are the Drakkah, Senjay. It’s up to us to stop the next invasion.”
“Ah, what can they do to us? We’ve got the hilts. We’ve got all the power. It’s too late for them now, ‘boy-o!’”
After getting settled in, Senjay fell asleep almost immediately. Kru wanted to stay up with me.
“I had a long day boy. But, honestly, it was the best day of my life.”
“Krrru!”
“Saying your name is a good trick boy. I’m sure the harlot’s will give you all the yummy treats you can eat.”
I had no treats for him, but the puppy was happy with snuggling for warmth. I watched the stars twinkling in the open sky long after the fire went out. I pushed snow on it just to be sure and covered us with my shell to keep out the morning dew. There were too many nightmares for me to fit into one night, so they all took turns kicking me awake and stealing me back for more.
Kru woke up early to properly celebrate his initiation into solid foods. We were the first ones to crunch about the plateau on the light layer of snow, sharing one of the few tree without a sloth. The steeds were too hot to accumulate snow as they had laid in a pile for warmth. Hopping up much more loudly, they smacked their horns into pine needle branches to melt the frost. When they shook the snow off their backs they dug under the carts after clean grass, horns smacking into the wood loud enough to wake the rest of the valley. Major Bloodaxe stepped down onto the ground with bare feet just as the sun crested the mountains. He stretched, releasing so much steam that his red hair could easily have been mistaken for a small flame.
“Where’s my little harlot cake boy-o?”
“Kru. Come. Here sir.”
“Ah yes, c’mere sweetness.”
He whispered through a yawn and the dogs understood to stay quiet as well. They jumped down and woke Lazarus to assist the puppies. The older dogs, Tommy and Timmy, decided Kru was already grown and took him for a scouting run around the camp. He barked up at a sloth, but it was only once.
“By the light of day, he picked up on convoy security awful quick. I might just have to keep him. Hmm, a brood of smaller dogs would be easier to feed. Na, they can’t even jump out the cart without a hand.”
The Bloodaxe finished speaking to himself and woke the other Majors before going to put on his boots. Major Talon waved me over to the Swiftblade’s cart without any formal introduction.
“Boy. Come. Yes you, come.”
“Take off the goat. Yes fool, do this. Good, now turn.”
She must have heard us at her cart after all. When she saw my back, she pretended to vomit, and then slammed her ice cold hand down on my shoulder. I flinched but she was only hopping down. She had no shame, and almost no clothing on her body. I focused on looking only into her eyes while she got dressed right there in front of me.
“You look disgusting. How many girls were you caught with? What is the total?”
“Ma’am, Leiza was only the one. And, my name is Matthius.”
“Ugh, don’t salute me slummer. I want to know about that
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