Authors: Kathryn Fogleman
When they reached the house, Saul loosely tied Tormad to the hitching post and quickly began to remove the harness.
“Oh! Keegan and Saul! We did not expect you to finish so soon,” Brainna exclaimed as she stepped outside of the door. She reached out to pet Ardor, but the stallion jerked his head away and snorted, prancing in a nervous circle.
“Oh, my. Whatever is the matter with Ardor?” she asked in soft alarm.
Alia came to the door then. Her sharp eyes studied Ardor and then moved on to Saul hurriedly removing the harness from his horse. Keegan’s hardened expression.
“Ardor is just, eh, feeling his oats,” Keegan replied to Brainna, putting a hand on her shoulder to help reduce her alarm. “Would you mind going in and grabbing Saul’s sword, Brainna? We were going to practice some sparring moves.”
Brainna looked at him suspiciously but smiled and nodded before going into the house.
Alia folded her hands in front of her and raised her chin. “I suppose you will want your sword, too?”
Keegan nodded. “It’s beside the door.”
Alia picked up his sword and handed it to him before he finished speaking.
Before he even had the weapon strapped to his side, both Tormad and Ardor jumped. A howl arched through the air from the tall yellow grass across the field. A tan beast the size of a horse burst from the cover of the grass and began to tear across the freshly plowed field straight for the house. Behind it, several creatures were rising up from the ground, throwing off earth-caked cloaks that had allowed them to blend into the grass and soil, revealing mottled black skin and leather armor. Several of them released fiendish howls before charging after the camouflaged wolf, brandishing deadly weapons in their powerful hands.
Alia and Brainna both screamed, and the horses bolted. Saul took his sword from Brainna, drawing the blade and throwing the scabbard aside.
“Get inside!” Keegan yelled at the girls, pushing them into the house and slamming the door. “Lock it!”
“Keegan! That thing!” Saul yelled.
Keegan turned to see the Dorr Wolf only a hundred feet away. It was rapidly closing the distance between them. It roared as it jumped into the air, aiming a mouthful of yellow teeth right at the two men.
“Move, you fools!” Walneff’s voice rang out a split second before a gray horse and green rider jumped into the path of the wolf. The horse screamed just before the wolf collided into them with a bang, turning the scene of gallant horse and rider into an exploding mass of fur, hooves, claws, and crimson blood.
About the Author
Kathryn learned from a very early age the joys that reading a good book could bring. The fascinating stories from the Bible particularly set her imagination on fire. But it wasn't until she was 10 years old that she learned that she could do that, too. For the first time ever, the imaginary people, worlds, and creatures she saw in her head could finally come to life - on paper. Since then, it has become Kathryn's passion to write. Whether it is humor and thoughts on her personal blog or the conflicts of the people and worlds in her head, she loves to write it out - for her own enjoyment and the enjoyment of others.
Table of Contents
Chapter 5: Becoming a Dragon's Son
Chapter 10: Trouble at the River
Chapter 11: The Start of the Journey
Chapter 14: In The King’s Castle
Chapter 15: Princess and Prophecy