first fight
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It had been days since we had separate from the other travels, I had enjoyed the company but their continuation toward the the north had steadily made some in the group uneasy. I had picked up on the uneasiness by each of the twelves suddle differance in ways of handle uneasiness, way before it was said but had stayed feeling it safer in this territory oh so had i wished we where with them now. strength in numbers.
It was a cool evening all of us where just going east, small talk about what we might find, a typical eve for us traveling .. and then suddenly an arrow shot toward us, a bit surprised as the small talk ceased then several more. They quickly made their circle around me twelve, a human shield as we continued to move forward. They where trained for this me, my heartbeat in my throat as my eyes scanned , looking for the direction of the arrows swords drawn. My small hand clutched the small dagger, my own sword at my side but not drawn. slightly patting my horse so the mare wouldn't bolt or maybe it was to comfort me..
From the brush a man ran forward toward our group. The curved sword glistened in the setting sun just as suddenly as he had appeared he was running forward toward our group.
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The marks..
Indian stlye, the group sat their and watched most with their heads on their knees, they didnt want to watch or where warn out from a days work. My sky blue eyes curios to see the end of the hot iron that steamed in the coals. See what symbol it had on it, the fascination one might think a childish thing or even disquisting if anyone has ever seen a horse branded. As the brand turned from red to a hot white I relaxed, yes relaxed even with knowing what was coming. I let my left hand trail to gray's controled my breathing. I wouldnt let them get any satisfaction from this.
quickly my arm was grabbed and before i could pull back the hot iron to the forearm of my flesh. the smell was nasiating but the burning was not as bad as what they did next a deep blue materail they took and minguled with the blood dripping they rubbed it into my arm. I squized hard. My mind pushing back what i felt, my breathing none but stopped holding it as one held their breath under water , my eyes swam
It had been days since we had separate from the other travels, I had enjoyed the company but their continuation toward the the north had steadily made some in the group uneasy. I had picked up on the uneasiness by each of the twelves suddle differance in ways of handle uneasiness, way before it was said but had stayed feeling it safer in this territory oh so had i wished we where with them now. strength in numbers.
It was a cool evening all of us where just going east, small talk about what we might find, a typical eve for us traveling .. and then suddenly an arrow shot toward us, a bit surprised as the small talk ceased then several more. They quickly made their circle around me twelve, a human shield as we continued to move forward. They where trained for this me, my heartbeat in my throat as my eyes scanned , looking for the direction of the arrows swords drawn. My small hand clutched the small dagger, my own sword at my side but not drawn. slightly patting my horse so the mare wouldn't bolt or maybe it was to comfort me..
From the brush a man ran forward toward our group. The curved sword glistened in the setting sun just as suddenly as he had appeared he was running forward toward our group.
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The marks..
Indian stlye, the group sat their and watched most with their heads on their knees, they didnt want to watch or where warn out from a days work. My sky blue eyes curios to see the end of the hot iron that steamed in the coals. See what symbol it had on it, the fascination one might think a childish thing or even disquisting if anyone has ever seen a horse branded. As the brand turned from red to a hot white I relaxed, yes relaxed even with knowing what was coming. I let my left hand trail to gray's controled my breathing. I wouldnt let them get any satisfaction from this.
quickly my arm was grabbed and before i could pull back the hot iron to the forearm of my flesh. the smell was nasiating but the burning was not as bad as what they did next a deep blue materail they took and minguled with the blood dripping they rubbed it into my arm. I squized hard. My mind pushing back what i felt, my breathing none but stopped holding it as one held their breath under water , my eyes swam