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	Naree's Musings and Other Nonsense All works are copyrighted to Naree, unless otherwise stated. Please respect my work and the works of others, DO NOT STEAL. What happens to people who steal? The Garglesnorf comes after them.

	Revenge and Just Desserts (Part 2)-An EQ fanfic
	Revenge and Just Desserts (Part 2)-An EQ fanfic


A tall, shaggy wolf circled the tree. Xaryan called him Ghostcaller and for good reason. The thick fur in which he was covered in was a bright white, making the wolf easy to find in the woods. His eyes were a otherworldly golden color, which colored even in the brightness of the daystar. Not your fight. This send was to the hidden Leaf. Skillfully, he gave her a look into the chaos of Xaryan's mind. Slowly, she climbed back down the tree to face her lover's wolf. She replied insistantly, "I want to help. This is not something that should be faced alone." Sometimes, one has to do what one has to do. Tears filled her green eyes as she slowly nodded. Leaf didn't want to agree, but she felt as if she had to go along. Do not tell the others when he leaves. And with that, the supernatural wolf turned and left her to her own thoughts. Sighing, knowing that nothing she could do would help, Leaf walked back to her den. One last glance into the treetops had her wondering if she would ever have her Xaryan back. "-call upon all the wolves, the foxes, all the beasts of the forest to help. Those filthy roundears will suffer the death...the death that my little fox suffered." Tears streamed down Xaryan's eyes as he relived finding Ayala's body over and over again. The suspicious pit in the middle of the forest path, obvious signs of struggle, blood splattered all over the place...then the quiet dripping of the blood against the hard forest ground. Neck and legs at odd angles as she hung from the trees by her tail...Xaryan flinched in imagined pain. Climbing down the Father Tree, the elf began to walk silently back to his hidden den by the riverbanks. This day he would rest, tonight would be his...his to hunt and kill. ~As the night begins to fall~ Xaryan woke from troubled dreams, surrounding by his plains cat and two little fox cubs. Ghostcaller had been out, hunting and beseeching the other tribe wolves for help. The other shied away from him; the scent of the spirit world was strong on him. But they did again that if Xaryan called...they would answer. The stormy-eyed elf sat up, looking with unwavering eyes out of his den. Xaryan knew that he could not attack without a plan of action, yet his mind drew a blank. He remembered clearly the humans' scents; their foul stench was all over his little fox's body. There were three, maybe four, that he would be hunting tonight...one vile stench in particular would be his no matter what. Naree · Sat Apr 30, 2005 @ 04:53am · 0 Comments


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