AVftS-4
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| AVftS-4 | |
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| Author: | Natalie |
| Date Posted: | December 15, 2018 |
| Forum Post: | Linked! |
| Word Count: | 249 |
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She unfroze. The reflex had only lasted a heartbeat, but before she could set to moving the pink worm of a tail was disappearing into the ground.
Rats.
The sight of an escapee was rare; few creatures short of the beasts could outclass the huntress, and on any other such occasion she would have set about shouting down the coward. Today she was silent, ears twitching. Her third eye produced a map while she took stock of her surroundings: the deep woods sprawled ahead of her in several directions; her favourite tree was back and to the left, at the edge of the border; the humans spread out just beyond it. This noise didn't come from them. It was somewhere to the right, not near the tall shelters, well away from the sheep and close to the ground. The map dissolved, devoid of data.
Three kilograms of brown and black zigzagged toward the rising chorus of bleats. She burst into the clearing, past the shelters and toward the paddock between the herd of agitated humans - her meows were inaudible amid the clamor.
"What was that?" "Thunder from cloudless-" "I can't see!" "Where's Ancel? Has anybody seen-" "-could it all come to-"
She knew before she reached the front of the crowd. There was no forgetting that scent. Bitter. Destructive. Nostalgic. The shouts grew frantic as she finally stole a glimpse through the frontline, just in time to see the black air plume out and over the southern woods.