The First Shadow Trail, Rafael Faria [ebook reader macos .TXT] 📗

Mostly twigs, as he was raised not to rip branches off of still standing trees. That would be destruction of life which was no threat to him. Dominic now began to feel weary. He continued setting up the fire and lit it. Making sure it burned hot enough to cook whatever Maltez had in mind.

Now as Maltez returned for the last time he seemed to be holding more than just sticks and twigs. Sure enough as he dropped everything by the fire out fell two rabbits and four frogs. Dominic knew how to hunt and trap animals for food. Yet he was still surprised because to his knowledge Maltez had no trap. He dared not question Maltez's tactics for every hunter had their own tricks. But it bothered Dominic because not even he could catch such an abundent amount of food with just his hands. He watched as Maltez skinned the rabbits and chopped the frogs. The water he set on the fire began boiling. Maltez dropped each animal carefully in the pot as well as a few herbs and a chopped potato he pulled from his sack.

"Did you use magick to catch these animals?" Dominic could not hold back his questions anymore.

"No! There's no honor in a hunter using magick against what he decides to use for food. I am part leprechaun. That gives me more speed than any other being around. And being part dwarf gives more strength than any leprechaun. Just imagine what i could catch with these hands." Maltez spoke swiftly to defend himself and his honor.

"It sounds like you're saying I will never be as good of a hunter as you." Dominic looked down with a sense of disbelief in his voice.

Maltez grabbed the two bowls by the fire and began serving stew as he spoke, "Anyone can be taught. Only the eager ever learn enough to keep up with us in the Emitald Forest. Not even the dwarves that dwell within the mountain and they have the greatest hunters known to all the villages."

"How is that if your people are greater hunters? Is your existence not known to the rest of the world like the other races?" Dominic asked as he took a bowl from Maltez. 

"Unfortunately not. Only to the dwarves. Any clan without a village stays hidden from the rest. It is believed that we are still savages because we choose to stay within nature." Maltez said before tasting his own bowl of stew."This trip was issued to the leader of the leprechauns, by the dwarves, as a chance to be put on the map and accepted into the council of races so that we might have a say in all treaties and be recognized as intellectual beings who just love the world enough not to build villages or destroy nature's path around our land."

 

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Publication Date: 06-11-2018

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