Anthology 15 - The Best of the Realms Book III by Forgotten Realms

Author:Forgotten Realms [Forgotten Realms]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-01-08T16:31:32+00:00

slumped to the ground.

The female's eyes filled with fury. "Do you have any idea what you've done to him? It would have

been kinder to kill him outright!''

The elf called Elaith circled around, his wolf-gold eyes bright as he surveyed the ruined hunter.

"Yes, I suppose so," he said mildly. With that, he turned and disappeared into the forest.

The female hesitated, then she reached into a bag at her belt and stooped beside Drom. She placed

on the ground a healing potion and a small roll of cloth—a bandage, with a small bone needle thrust

into it. With this, he would mend himself, and perhaps survive.

But why would he want to?

"The wisest wolves, the canniest hunters, find new ways," she said. Her voice was low and intense,

and something in it drew Drom's gaze to hers. "If they truly wish to, they can find new and better

packs."

For a long moment, half-orc and half-elf, hunter and hunted, regarded each other with

understanding and honor.

Then she was gone, moving lightly after the wolf-clever male.

An agonized howl burst from the young hunter, born of the pain of his injuries, and the loss of the

only life he'd ever known. The eerie cry echoed deep into the forest and lingered long in the mist-

heavy air. And when at last the sound faded away, Drom found that the stillness within was a

strangely beautiful thing.

Acting on an impulse he did not quite understand, Drom reached into his bag and drew out the

little flask of tanning fluid. He flung his trophies into the underbrush. Something there caught his eye,

and he dragged himself over for a closer look.

There, where the half elf had disappeared into the forest, was a bent twig. And not far beyond,

another. She had left a trail for him, a clear trail that even a lame and wounded boy might follow. A

trail to her.

New ways, a new pack. Was it possible?

A smile touched the corners of Drom's lips as he reached for the needle and the bandage. Perhaps

not, but it would be a worthy hunt.

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