Hunter's Academy by G. T. Spoor

Author:G. T. Spoor [Spoor, G. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Kile left Morgan to figure out whatever it was he felt he needed to figure out. There was an old saying her bother told her, on more than one occasion, usually when something actually worked out right, even though it shouldn’t have. You never look a gift horse in the mouth. She was never sure what a gift horse actually was, or why anyone would look it in the mouth, but for some reason the sentiment seemed to fit this situation. She didn’t really care why the squirrels helped her, or why Gorum persuaded the dogs to lend her a hand, or a paw, only that they did, and she was grateful for it.

Heading for the dorm, she walked past the stables. She knew the boys would be practicing today, just like every other day. It seemed like that was all they did anymore. She knew she would have to get back into it as well, if she hoped to pass her combat evaluation. The lessons with Luke were one thing, but she wasn’t sure if the style he was teaching her was going to get her past Master Boraro. She thought about stopping and joining the boys, but there was somebody else she wanted to see first, somebody she had been thinking of, for the past couple of days.

Kile opened the door to her room and was greeted by Vesper, who was sitting up on her bed. She walked over to the dresser where not one, but four small ebony boxes sat in a row. Each one was intricately carved, although the patterns were different. The one from the Mystic Tower was much more detailed than the ones from the survival exercise. Opening the small box, she removed the key from inside. She hadn’t seen the key since the day Master Latherby handed it to her.

“Come on Vesper,” she said, grabbing the belt pouch from the back of the chair. She thought about stopping at the Quartermaster, to see if there were any more of those satchels they used during the exam. It was a lot more comfortable and a lot more convenient than the belt pouch. Vesper climbed in and from the way he chattered, it was clear, he agreed.

Heading back across the compound, she stopped for a moment, and watch, as the first years practiced with Master Boraro. Even though they were only a year or two younger than she was, she felt so much older. They were already using the steel sword, having given up the wooden practice ones, months earlier. Most of the cadets could already hold and wield the weapon better than she could, and she wondered if there was any hope for her. When Master Boraro glanced in her direction, she decided not to hang around.

Entering the Great Hall through the front doors, she stepped into the gallery. There weren’t too many people around, but then there seldom was. The only time the gallery was ever crowded, was when the third years showed the first years around.

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