Wings of War, Vera Gibson [parable of the sower read online TXT] 📗
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to a new kingdom to keep safe but it is no use now he’s coming for you and now I have to protect you I can’t let you die to… not you” He practically whispered his words. Zevra took no thought to his remark she thought it was simply him being a guard, to protect his princess. “I will get you to safety and once we have reached the safest place in all of the land you will live there and I will protect you until you rain as queen” He ordered.
“I’m not leaving my kingdom I’m not leaving my father. And, Zane!” She yelled “I’m not leaving my brother! I’m going to rescue him! And avenge the deaths of your parents” She finished with a powerful screech to the sky as she spread out her wings and bolted into the air leaving Zane in the dust.
“I’m not going to let you!” He screeched “He’s too powerful, you will die!” He continued as he also fanned his wings and bolted to catch her and bring her back down to the ground.
“So be it, but I’ll die trying, and you’re not going to stop me!” She yelled back. Suddenly she stopped and turned extending her talons at Zane’s neck. Zane hadn’t the time to stop since she stopped instantly and nearly ran into her talons, when he leveled out in speed Zevra already had her talons around his neck. “The way I see it you have to options try taking me down which will mean you’ll have to kill me, never return to my father’s kingdom become an outlaw and outcast for losing me, or you can come with me and protect me on my journey and avenge your parents death. You’re choice” She said then she loosened her grip and flew off no further words just a constant beating of her wings.
She flew for around an hour and became disappointed there were no wing beats. Suddenly she heard something she could hear feathers against the wind and she had to hold in a delighted screech that had built itself. “Those aren’t Zane’s wings” She exclaimed her excitement dyeing. She turned quick and smooth; she found that a large hippogriff was flying towards her with all its force. She couldn’t out fly the beast and it was almost twice her size but before she knew it the beast was knocked out of the way. “Zane!” She yelled excitedly.
“Get over hear and help me!” He yelled back. She nodded and quickly joined in the fight. Zane was on the creatures back biting into its neck, and Zevra quickly maneuvered under its stomach and racked her claws down it. The creature screeched in pain reached under its stomach and grabbed Zevra by her tan pelt.
“You will pay for that you flying rat!” the hipogriff snarled then it threw her into a tree and reared up smashing Zane into the tip of another tree. Zevra looked up Zane was unconscious but she could tell his attack at the neck was bringing some ware and tare to the beast.
“Not if I stop you first” She yelled back then she flew up and dove into the creatures back. She raked her claws down its neck further opening the wounds Zane had cause and it finally collapsed, trapping Zevra under him. And Zane was still unconscious in a tree.
Zevra was restless under the decaying body of the Hippogriff. It was now dark and only her silver eyes were visible in the night. She tore at the creatures pelt trying to free herself and often glanced at the branch that had caught Zane trying to determine if he had waken from his cold sleep. Zane was hardily visible in the night his chocolate brown feathers hid him well making him look like part of the tree, and his black fur was invisible against the night sky. Few stars glistened against his pelt making him just barely visible. Her claws dug into the dirt and she attempted to turn but if she twisted herself any further she would surely break her leg which was nearly torn off by the way it was trapped under the hippogriff. She dug her claws in the ground and her talons into the beast and let out a high pitched shriek as the pain increased in her leg and one of her wings. She felt the wing with her talon and cringed on touch, but she was unable to move the wing, and it was in an odd position twisting in a way a wing should never be able to twist. Her wing was broken. “Curse that retched beast!” She shrieked her voice snarling and spiting the words out like poison on her tongue. “This thing should never have existed in the first place…what good are hippogriffs anyway!” She sneered insults into the open wind. She clicked her beak a few times she often had done this when she was thinking. She wasn’t fond of the habit but she didn’t care at this point. If someone heard the constant noise, they would hear the pled for help, and if no one came then no one would be bothered by her clicking and it only helped her think. “Hello, hello?” she moaned asking the air if someone was there. The noise cleared her mind and although she kept repeating those words her actual thoughts began to wander. She moved her paw ever so slightly so that it didn’t hurt but she still felt around looking for away free “Well I can’t free myself this creatures weight is on my leg and even though I could pull it off me easily enough if my leg wasn’t twisting off already… but sadly it is and if I try to move the beast now it will surly break my leg” She thought her voice was now faint in the depths of her mind. Her clicking and hellos synced with her heart beat and breathing and a wave of tiredness over took her. She pressed her beak into the creatures pelt trying to keep the wind from her face and brought her un-broken wing over her body allowing the massive feathers to cover her like a blanket and she fell asleep.
The next morning a wind woke Zevra up, cruelly wiping at her face. She brought her unbroken wing over her to block the wind and looked up at the branch that should have held Zane. “He’s gone!” she shrieked
“No I’m right here. You know you talk in your sleep… just constantly saying Hello? I woke up to the sound of it and saw you trapped” He replied trying to hull the beast off her without twisting her leg further. Within seconds the creature was off and Zevra pulled herself out. Her leg hurt from the damage she had done in her own struggle but she was able to stand. She folded her one wing in but her other remained lying useless on the ground, and by now the numbness of her body was fading and pain was beginning to strike her. Zane picked up her wing and tucked it under her other wing “there that should make it easier to move until we get somewhere to take care of it properly,” He said. “And now that I can’t fly away from you?” She asked with an anger at him and a sadness that she couldn’t fly in her voice.
“And now that you can’t fly I’m taking you to a different kingdom and I’m going to hide you and protect you” He stated. “But I hate that Beast as much as anyone ever could….so I’m only taking you there untill your wing heals” He finished. Imprint
“I’m not leaving my kingdom I’m not leaving my father. And, Zane!” She yelled “I’m not leaving my brother! I’m going to rescue him! And avenge the deaths of your parents” She finished with a powerful screech to the sky as she spread out her wings and bolted into the air leaving Zane in the dust.
“I’m not going to let you!” He screeched “He’s too powerful, you will die!” He continued as he also fanned his wings and bolted to catch her and bring her back down to the ground.
“So be it, but I’ll die trying, and you’re not going to stop me!” She yelled back. Suddenly she stopped and turned extending her talons at Zane’s neck. Zane hadn’t the time to stop since she stopped instantly and nearly ran into her talons, when he leveled out in speed Zevra already had her talons around his neck. “The way I see it you have to options try taking me down which will mean you’ll have to kill me, never return to my father’s kingdom become an outlaw and outcast for losing me, or you can come with me and protect me on my journey and avenge your parents death. You’re choice” She said then she loosened her grip and flew off no further words just a constant beating of her wings.
She flew for around an hour and became disappointed there were no wing beats. Suddenly she heard something she could hear feathers against the wind and she had to hold in a delighted screech that had built itself. “Those aren’t Zane’s wings” She exclaimed her excitement dyeing. She turned quick and smooth; she found that a large hippogriff was flying towards her with all its force. She couldn’t out fly the beast and it was almost twice her size but before she knew it the beast was knocked out of the way. “Zane!” She yelled excitedly.
“Get over hear and help me!” He yelled back. She nodded and quickly joined in the fight. Zane was on the creatures back biting into its neck, and Zevra quickly maneuvered under its stomach and racked her claws down it. The creature screeched in pain reached under its stomach and grabbed Zevra by her tan pelt.
“You will pay for that you flying rat!” the hipogriff snarled then it threw her into a tree and reared up smashing Zane into the tip of another tree. Zevra looked up Zane was unconscious but she could tell his attack at the neck was bringing some ware and tare to the beast.
“Not if I stop you first” She yelled back then she flew up and dove into the creatures back. She raked her claws down its neck further opening the wounds Zane had cause and it finally collapsed, trapping Zevra under him. And Zane was still unconscious in a tree.
Zevra was restless under the decaying body of the Hippogriff. It was now dark and only her silver eyes were visible in the night. She tore at the creatures pelt trying to free herself and often glanced at the branch that had caught Zane trying to determine if he had waken from his cold sleep. Zane was hardily visible in the night his chocolate brown feathers hid him well making him look like part of the tree, and his black fur was invisible against the night sky. Few stars glistened against his pelt making him just barely visible. Her claws dug into the dirt and she attempted to turn but if she twisted herself any further she would surely break her leg which was nearly torn off by the way it was trapped under the hippogriff. She dug her claws in the ground and her talons into the beast and let out a high pitched shriek as the pain increased in her leg and one of her wings. She felt the wing with her talon and cringed on touch, but she was unable to move the wing, and it was in an odd position twisting in a way a wing should never be able to twist. Her wing was broken. “Curse that retched beast!” She shrieked her voice snarling and spiting the words out like poison on her tongue. “This thing should never have existed in the first place…what good are hippogriffs anyway!” She sneered insults into the open wind. She clicked her beak a few times she often had done this when she was thinking. She wasn’t fond of the habit but she didn’t care at this point. If someone heard the constant noise, they would hear the pled for help, and if no one came then no one would be bothered by her clicking and it only helped her think. “Hello, hello?” she moaned asking the air if someone was there. The noise cleared her mind and although she kept repeating those words her actual thoughts began to wander. She moved her paw ever so slightly so that it didn’t hurt but she still felt around looking for away free “Well I can’t free myself this creatures weight is on my leg and even though I could pull it off me easily enough if my leg wasn’t twisting off already… but sadly it is and if I try to move the beast now it will surly break my leg” She thought her voice was now faint in the depths of her mind. Her clicking and hellos synced with her heart beat and breathing and a wave of tiredness over took her. She pressed her beak into the creatures pelt trying to keep the wind from her face and brought her un-broken wing over her body allowing the massive feathers to cover her like a blanket and she fell asleep.
The next morning a wind woke Zevra up, cruelly wiping at her face. She brought her unbroken wing over her to block the wind and looked up at the branch that should have held Zane. “He’s gone!” she shrieked
“No I’m right here. You know you talk in your sleep… just constantly saying Hello? I woke up to the sound of it and saw you trapped” He replied trying to hull the beast off her without twisting her leg further. Within seconds the creature was off and Zevra pulled herself out. Her leg hurt from the damage she had done in her own struggle but she was able to stand. She folded her one wing in but her other remained lying useless on the ground, and by now the numbness of her body was fading and pain was beginning to strike her. Zane picked up her wing and tucked it under her other wing “there that should make it easier to move until we get somewhere to take care of it properly,” He said. “And now that I can’t fly away from you?” She asked with an anger at him and a sadness that she couldn’t fly in her voice.
“And now that you can’t fly I’m taking you to a different kingdom and I’m going to hide you and protect you” He stated. “But I hate that Beast as much as anyone ever could….so I’m only taking you there untill your wing heals” He finished. Imprint
Publication Date: 08-24-2016
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