The Sharpened Fangs Of Lupine Spirit by H.G. Sansostri

Author:H.G. Sansostri [Sansostri, H.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Next Chapter
Published: 2021-05-09T22:00:00+00:00

The Siege of Pothole Plains

(1139, Aestiom)

The next morning passed quickly. Corsair was awoken by the deep voice of a soldier ordering the drowsy wolves to be ready for the final part of their journey to the border. Before he knew it, he found himself on Quickpaw’s back and riding towards Pothole Plains.

And, eventually, he was there.

The fields surrounding the settlement were covered with hills and bumps, with not a speck of white to be seen on the grass or the few trees. There were many small crater-like dips in the ground between the wolves and their target, some filled with clear sun-warmed water while others were empty. Corsair saw the town across the numerous hills and potholes separating them. He could see the cosy cottages and the marketplace, quaint in comparison to the one back in the capital. He could see the fields of crops around it with all the farmhouses, farmyards and barns.

He could see the specks of the enemy rushing back and forth, their cries in the Eposian tongue carrying across the plains.

It’s happening it’s happening it’s happening‒

He took a deep breath. It was nothing to panic about – he was a brave wolf. He wasn’t scared. The rabbits didn’t scare him. In minutes, they’d be fleeing from the Clan of the Great Lupine and abandoning the settlement. Nothing would stop him.

“Maintain ranks!” the officer yelled.

Before him, arranged in formation among shield-wielding wolves, were tens of soldiers placed in block-like formations. They were spaced apart evenly across the hill, archers arranged behind them and with bows ready, waiting for their signal. On his left and right were his Krosguard comrades, many of them veterans that mingled with the recruits who graduated with him. Ragnar was to his left, lance at the ready, visor up and shield held.

Quickpaw whimpered again.

“We’ll be fine,” Corsair said. “I won’t let anything happen to you. Listen to what I say and we’ll be fine.”

The ictharr gave a trembling growl, one that understood what he was saying but still doubted it. Quickpaw glanced left and right, looking at the brave faces of his fellow soldiers, trying to muster up the courage they had. Harangoth growled to get his attention and then nodded, a reassuring gesture that he appreciated.

“Alpha is present!”

Whatever murmurs circulated the ranks, whether excited or anxious, fell silent when they saw Alpha McVarn ride out in front of them. He turned, putting his back to the settlement.

“The Land of the Sun and Moon have overstayed their welcome in our settlement. They have driven our people out from their homes and into the cold to freeze to death. They have taken advantage of our hospitality and kindness sealed by the Raskartz-Amien pact. The Winter Baron wants to remind them of the consequences of threatening our people and jeopardising the safety of the Clan of the Great Lupine.”

He drew his sword.

“Today, we reclaim Pothole Plains. You are to advance towards the settlement and send the rabbits running. Raise our banner in the town centre

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