- So what?..- And then! Two weeks had not passed, when such a boil jumped up on his hare! To his parents—why did the d'ahs send them such a son? - I had to cajole Leshy so that he would cut this rubbish off his face. I myself saw how he slashed. There was some blood, oh ru ! she laughed out loud, nearly dropping her underwear into the water.- Whom to appease? Cres did not understand. Did you hear something...“Goblin,” Kisha repeated. - Also a fool local. She lives over there, in the Skin House. She waved the rag to the side. Kres at first saw nothing but golden, swaying crowns, but then, looking closer, he noticed a squat, rickety hut among the branches. What is interesting - standing right on the ground, and not as it is customary for rock'hi - on a tree.And how did he not notice her before?- And why is he ... Goblin? Kres asked, peering through the broken windows. I don’t understand from what, but it blew a chill.- How why? Keisha was surprised. “You need to explain everything
- So what? – psoglava shrugged. - Gone. They wanted to devour it, of course, but their indefatigable hunger took its toll. They are very hungry for grub, but they do not like to hunt for a long time. They see that food is not given to them, they will wait, wait, their stomach will growl and begin to digest itself. They will immediately groan and cry, and they will leave to look for those who do not look under their feet. Grandmother sat a little longer, waited for fidelity. Then she went down and home. Then the whole district spoke about her: where has such a thing been seen - a girl, but she escaped from the Khamers. My grandmother also taught me to climb trees, by the way. I was four years old, and I already jump faster than all the guys on refs. And my grandmother runs after me and yells obscenities for warning, and in her eyes there is only laughter and pride: “My granddaughter. It won't disappear!"“So you remember, bloodsucker,” Kisha finally got up, creaking her vertebrae. “If
Oddly enough, strangling the cat turned out to be another task.The kitten was already on the verge, and the chimera could wake up at any moment, and then the nitsiri would certainly not do well. Already someone who, and an angry creature without flesh and without a mind was capable of much, especially if he was properly angry. Ro jokingly called them "genies" and was right in her own way - before they began to grant wishes, they should have been driven into a bottle.Wild Taiga served them as hunting grounds and they frolicked here in every way. Until they fell into the caring hands of the nitsiri, of course. This one is buried in stone ruins, thoroughly beaten by time. Huge, fat and dangerous chimera, beautiful and strong. Vikta had to fiddle with her all night long, entangling her with a chain, and then performing a taming ritual - nitsiri almost boiled alive in an embrace with this handsome man. At some point, she almost fell off the leash and dragged her into the blazing boiling
Last night a thick plume of smoke stretched into the sky - a signal that the d'ahger Khalsa is again gathering all the hargers, which means that the most skilled and strong hunters will direct their feet to the foot of the highest of the trees in the area - the Sacred Ref, from the top of which, as they say, you can reach the stars. And Vassa spent the whole day at home doing all sorts of boring rubbish! But it's so interesting in the Heart-house! It was there that people from other settlements gathered, and told exciting stories about their walks through the strangest nooks and crannies of the Forest. Miracles work there, a wonderful d'hanka lives there, which alone can decide his fate with just one phrase. It was only necessary to guess the right moment, but all previous times turned out to be in vain ...With such thoughts, the wolf cub finished the rest of the day full of sweat, dung and greedy grunts, caught the moment when the mother and sisters were too busy with laundry basket
- Well, you kids are noisy! came a hoarse voice as they touched the bumpy bark. Shuna whimpered and trembled.- Quiet, everything is fine, - Vassa put his hand on her shoulder and began to rummage through the bag. - Take this!He raised the dark bottle higher and it immediately disappeared into the leaves.- Only one?!- How much do you need? Vassa was surprised. - Always been alone!“But there are two of you,” he chuckled. So you need two. A bottle is also put for a girlfriend.We didn't agree on that! - the wolf cub was indignant.- Correctly. You didn't say you'd bring a girlfriend. So next time bring two. Or three if you bring her back!“Okay, okay, yours took it,” Vassa surrendered. - We will go.- Go, go, doves. Or maybe she should have a cup of tea herself? She's kinda pale.“Normal,” Vassa grabbed the girl by the hand and stepped on the suspension bridge with which the trunk of the Sacred Ref was entangled. Shuna jumped down onto the creaking boards after him, but, unable to s
And she left. The girl took a closer look, and the feather bed is full of reptiles. Then the featherbed prayed that the girl would take her out of the house and shake out of her all the lice and other infection of the old woman. The maiden obeyed the plea and carried the feather bed out onto the porch.Hear the earth around him humming. How the drums beat. Like inhuman singing from under the bowels is heard.“A beautiful girl,” came the voice of the old women from the kingdom of the underworld. “Has my feather bed not warmed up yet?”“No, I’m warming, grandmother, I’m warming,” said the girl, and she herself shook the feather bed from the porch. Then plague lice crawled out of it and ran away in all directions.Again the drums rumble and sing for the whole Forest for a hundred throats.“A beautiful girl,” the earth thundered in the voice of an old woman. “Is my featherbed still warm?”“No, I try, grandmother, I warm it as best I can,” said the girl, and she shook the feather bed from
He approached the screen and carefully peered behind the heavy curtain. Behind him it was too dark to see at least something, and the cub, spitting on caution and Shuna's half-strangled plea, darted into the darkness. He had to move by feel, but soon he caught sight of a tiny cinder, which somehow drove away the stubborn darkness. The closer he got to the tiny candle, the more his heart drummed and his armpits sweated. How will she receive it? How will you meet? And suddenly, she is sleeping peacefully, and he will only scare her with his pale physiognomy?Already closer - and now the torn bed turns white in front of him. May be? Maybe ... - he blinked, trying to look out in the dark for a memorable fluffy skin and already preparing to be frightened by the menacing look of the enchantress, crawling at her feet and begging for forgiveness. Then something grumbled, stirred, and finally squeaked nearby, forcing him to shudder with fear. And he really almost died of fear when he saw befor
Khalsa shuddered at these words, his face darkened and hardened even more. The father twitched his cheekbone and continued:“I did this because I saw in the Pied Piper a brave warrior who would fight for what was dear to him. Isn't that what our ancestors bequeathed to us? Isn't that why we lived by the law all these years? The law that the ancestors received from the d'ahs themselves. Valor is the highest quality for a man, the second quality is selflessness. A true rok'hee is fearless in battle against an enemy that has attacked his home. A true rok'hee will not leave a person in the woods, especially if he is a good and honest person. And a real rok'hi will not go to poison the helpless, if he gave him shelter and food.- Don't confuse us, Musa! Asa didn't back down. “He came to our village only to bring us only grief. A good person will not endanger others if he himself is to blame. Rather die. And for this puppy, the women and children of the Rock'hee must die.- Dirty, waste! sh