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Catching the Wind Lacking Numbers
With his boney soft hand, the prince’s steward took the shiny black talon from Ally’s, not giving her second thought. “Tis a talon?” the prince asked eyeing it as the steward handed it to him. “Aye, your Majesty. Tis be a precious gift we’s have given, as yee are well aware that most dragons no longer live amongst us, even as humans. I pray yee take it as token of our dedication to yee as well in hopes it keeps yee safe and wise in the upcomin years.” Barreth had a way with words, making Captain Nikolas smile, thankful to his first in command for being so thoughtful. “I shall take it with great thanks! Now..” the Prince stopped as he caught sight of Ally backing up and behind Barreth once more. “Uh, ehhhmm, your Majesty, we should continue.” Captain Nikolas said, drawing the prince's attention from Ally. “Ah, yes. So, from what I have gathered, you seem to be limited on your calvery, be it around 50? From the Queens army, this will be a certain disadvantage. It may be near 200
Catching the Wind Homesick Truth
“Yee holden well lad?” the Captain asked Caspian, furrowing his brows at the situation. Nodding his head, the Captain could see the keeled scales around the dragons' eyes bunch up. He knew Caspian was worn out from still adjusting to his change and from the worry of not being able to change back. “Well, it’s high time I be returning back, before they find something amiss.” the prince said nodding at them. “Aye, some of me men will follow yee ta tha edge of tha wood. Be safe, your majesty.” Saying this as he bowed slightly, the Captain felt a hand on his shoulder. “Captain, you owe me no duty other than winning me this battle. I may certainly be young, but I am not naïve to the ways of men, to what makes them weak and what makes them strong. I trust you to see this through.” the princes words created heaviness in the Captain’s heart. “I be grateful your majesty. We WILL see this through.” Saying this as he straightened, the prince smiled and nodded at the Captain, turning towards
Catching the Wind Smell of Blood
Enjoying the sound of their laughter, Caspian sudden stood. He smelt blood. It had carried on the wind from the direction of the Castle. “Embblmbpfff.” The alarming sound caught Captain Nikolas’s attention as he had not heard the dragon make such a noise before. “Aye something has him unsettled.” He said to Ally. “Huh? What is it Caspian?” She asked turning to look up at him. The dragon had raised its head to look over the camp, he was almost tall enough to peak over the tall pines of the woods, but the moment he tried, there was shouting from the men at the other end of camp. “He’s injured, there is blood! Get tha Captain, he’s one of ours!” the shout could barely be heard but the Captain could make out something close to it. “It be one of our men, yee stay here with the lad.” He said urgently to Ally as he started to run towards the other side of the camp. Ally looked up at Caspian worried, the dragon’s swirly eyes blinked at her as a soft whimper came out. “It’s oka
Catching the Wind Smoke at the Distance
Already seated atop his horse the Captain gave Ally some final words before they set off to meet the soldiers currently stationed on the southeast hill from the Castle. “Keep an eye on him for me, will ya lass, I will send someone if need arises for the lad to join us. They shouldn’t be expectin him, so his size alone may gain us leverage. Cutterson wont be well enough to be joinin us anytime soon so keep vigil at his side as well if yee would.” Ally listened to the Captains words but her mind was wracked with worry. This was the real deal, Ally thought. Horns had been sounding on and off since day break, men marching out of camp with their armor chanting like some battle hymn as they moved out. The sounds of straps being tightened, hooves beating the ground like drums, all of it felt to Ally like she had walked into some movie she once seen in the theaters. “I am kinda at a loss, and scared. I want to tell everyone be safe, and come back alive, but will you? I mean is this it, a
Catching the Wind At the Start
Not thinking that the King of Scourts would want to get too involved in warfare as he is still considered fairly new, Captain Nikolas changed his thoughts to dealing with what was at hand. The deep sound of a horn could be heard coming from the Castle as an army of elaborately decorated knights emerged from the massive wooden gate that screeched as it was lifted. You could see their colors of gold and red gracing the banners they presented. The first to emerge were the Queens army, over 200 men on foot marched in rows as they entered the field. “Tis almost time boys!! We wont be movin jist yet, but best yee be ready!” Barreth yelled out. The group atop the hill had luckily increased as more men had arrived late to the base camp and were sent to accompany them on the hill. “Aye we’ve got about 3 more dozen men here and some that went to stand with those in tha woods, so that be givin us about close to 300 men now Cap’n. The odds be lookin better.” Barreth smiled as the adrenaline
Catching the Wind Enter the Wind
With a quick glance over his blood covered shoulder, he was able to see the prince on his horse was able to put distance between himself and the army. When he turned back, there was a sword coming down right on his face before it was blocked. It was Barreth, he had come down the hill just in time. “Aye! Brother, we’s havin fun yet?” Barreth grunted as he pulled back and skewered a soldier in front of him. “Emph, something close to it, but tis not even started!” grunting his response as he reached down to pull up one of his men that had been knocked back, Nikolas had to block another slash coming in his direction. All around Nikolas, his men were starting to dwindle in numbers. The same thing could be said with the Queens army, but the men, standing on the side of the King, had yet to attack. Through the blood being slung and the bodies starting to fall around him, Nikolas could see the King, sitting atop a white horse, up closer to the castle. “Coward!” Nikolas yelled
Catching the Wind Green and Gold
“That wee thing threatened yee? Haha! Never thought I’d be seein tha day, Halik.” Barreth said, mocking his comrade. “Tis no be funny ya big galute. Where be Lucan?” Halik asked looking around before he could read the looks on the Captain and Barreth’s face. “Ah shyt.” Halik whispered. He was sure his fallen friend would pull through.“What? Did that guy die? Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” Tears started to well up in Ally’s eyes behind the oversized heavy metal hlemet. She removed it to wipe the tears away. She barely knew him, but it still made her feel aweful inside. “Tis no place for a woman, and especially her!” Captain Nikolas was angered some by her tears, he didnt' want to see them, but he was even more angered that she had the audacity to leave the camp. “Do yee have no fear!? Look before yee lass, tha ground be covered in bodies of the dead, do yee think this be a barin’s playground?” He yelled at Ally before turning to the group of soldiers that had gathered near the drago
Catching the Wind Birds Eyeview
“What did the guy say? Are they here to help? See, I knew everything would be okay! There sure are a lot of them. Caspian and I should be fine to sit back and watch now, right? This is better than the movie theater.” Ally said, feeling sudden relief that they may not die after all. “Hold on a second lass, if yee thinkin I let yee stay just cuz they here, yee be wrong, I want the lad and yee to head back to our camp for now. Tis still safer there.” The Captain said, trying to gather his thoughts on what to do. It happened so quick that he really didn’t have time to evaluate any other option. Walking over he gave his men orders for half of them to take the wounded that they recovered back to camp, and the other half were to follow Halik and Barreth and head towards the lines. He would join them in just a moment. Several men headed off on foot and on horses towards the newly acquired army, while the others left a horse with the Captain before pulling by horse the handmade stretchers