king dac'are
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the forest is thick. the 4 purebloods stalk through the shrubs silently the lead huntress stops taking in a deep breath sniffing the air feverishly. the others do the same and its as if they can read their leaders mind, the smell of savages was near, they could hear the rattle of chains as well. they knew it was a slaver troop.
as they reach the perimeter of the savages small camp they know that staying down wind is most important. they carefully surround the camp.
in a small clearing sits 3 savages and a bound feline.
"we're going to get a hefty reward for this one" says one of the brutes in his harsh voice as he tears into a cooked bird they all are eating.
he gras the chains on the bound feline and yanks her close, so close you can smell the rot on his breath.
"if only i could take such a white beauty like you for myself" he says as he scratches his claw down the side of her face. the largest of the 3 growls
"don't mess with it, its bad enough we have to drag it limping the way it does through this gods forsaken jungle, i dont need it bleeding out before we get to the slavers guild"
the savage chuckles and throws the feline to the ground
"yes sir" he says rather defiantly as he hisses at the feline.
without warning and before the savages can act 2 pureblood huntresses jump out from the shadows roaring fiercely and begins engaging the brutes in claw to claw combat. the thrashing and fight of the savages is strong as the three battle the two.
"its the white demons!" a savage yells as he slashes his claws at the nearest huntress.
"who are you calling demons" she retorts slashing his face and tackling him to the ground.
an arrow fly's from the shadows piecing one of the savages in the eye. he yowls in pain and stumbles to the ground.
"bind" says the hunting party's mage a simple spell that wraps the target in vines the savages begin to realise how out numberd they are in terms of magic. one attempts to escape but but an arrow fly's from the shadows once more and strikes him dead.
the leader roars in fury and charges the mage.
she reacts calmly as if a butterfly were charging her. "sleep" she whispers and as if all the rage were wiped away the savage collapses into a deep slumber.
the trees rustle as the lead huntress steps out bow in hand.
"good work ladys this is a good haul his majesty will be pleased with this bounty." she puts her bow on her back and kneels down to eye level with the terrified feline.
"hello there, lets get you out of those chains"
she says calmly. her mage un prompted whispers the words "break" into the chains and as if they were made of sand they just disintegrate away into the wind.
the leader smiles and slowly flicks her tail back and forth with her eyes closed, a sign of trust among cat folk.
"would you like to come with us? my mage is not a healer but we do have one back at camp who can take a look at your wounds" she offers politely and carefully
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as they reach the perimeter of the savages small camp they know that staying down wind is most important. they carefully surround the camp.
in a small clearing sits 3 savages and a bound feline.
"we're going to get a hefty reward for this one" says one of the brutes in his harsh voice as he tears into a cooked bird they all are eating.
he gras the chains on the bound feline and yanks her close, so close you can smell the rot on his breath.
"if only i could take such a white beauty like you for myself" he says as he scratches his claw down the side of her face. the largest of the 3 growls
"don't mess with it, its bad enough we have to drag it limping the way it does through this gods forsaken jungle, i dont need it bleeding out before we get to the slavers guild"
the savage chuckles and throws the feline to the ground
"yes sir" he says rather defiantly as he hisses at the feline.
without warning and before the savages can act 2 pureblood huntresses jump out from the shadows roaring fiercely and begins engaging the brutes in claw to claw combat. the thrashing and fight of the savages is strong as the three battle the two.
"its the white demons!" a savage yells as he slashes his claws at the nearest huntress.
"who are you calling demons" she retorts slashing his face and tackling him to the ground.
an arrow fly's from the shadows piecing one of the savages in the eye. he yowls in pain and stumbles to the ground.
"bind" says the hunting party's mage a simple spell that wraps the target in vines the savages begin to realise how out numberd they are in terms of magic. one attempts to escape but but an arrow fly's from the shadows once more and strikes him dead.
the leader roars in fury and charges the mage.
she reacts calmly as if a butterfly were charging her. "sleep" she whispers and as if all the rage were wiped away the savage collapses into a deep slumber.
the trees rustle as the lead huntress steps out bow in hand.
"good work ladys this is a good haul his majesty will be pleased with this bounty." she puts her bow on her back and kneels down to eye level with the terrified feline.
"hello there, lets get you out of those chains"
she says calmly. her mage un prompted whispers the words "break" into the chains and as if they were made of sand they just disintegrate away into the wind.
the leader smiles and slowly flicks her tail back and forth with her eyes closed, a sign of trust among cat folk.
"would you like to come with us? my mage is not a healer but we do have one back at camp who can take a look at your wounds" she offers politely and carefully
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