Wandering Witch by KZ Merlin

Author:KZ Merlin [Merlin, KZ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nightshade Publishing
Published: 2024-09-16T00:00:00+00:00

Roan

My scouting of the area came up with nothing other than some wildlife that clearly didn’t feel threatened by the presence of a strange predator in their woods. So I chose to return to where I had left the others to set up their camp for the night.

It was strange to think there were actually people waiting for me to return to a campsite. After so many years alone, I finally was a part of something bigger again, and this time I would not take it for granted.

When I got back, Fare was in the tent getting it ready for the night. I would join them, of course, but that was just so I could pretend I was a firm part of their group.

It’s not like I needed sleep, and I could still keep my ears open from the sleep pile inside the tent. The bear didn’t say anything, but I could tell he was happy he’d brought me along after he realized I didn’t require sleep like he did. Now he could rest secure in the knowledge that the chances of anything sneaking upon him and his mate were next to nothing.

Speaking of my new favorite bear, when I returned to camp, he was stacking bundles of sticks he’d gathered for firewood. I hovered behind him for a few minutes, just watching before I noticed a longer stick that reminded me a good bit of a long broom handle.

I smirked as I reached for it. On my first pass at the stick, my hand passed right through the wood. I had to bite back a growl of frustration. It took me several more tries before I could push enough of my will into lifting the branch.

My trials weren’t helped when Locke returned with another armload of branches and dropped them right on top of my stick. When he came back with more, he noticed I was struggling. He pulled out the stick I was interested in and set it off to the side so it wouldn’t get buried as he gathered enough to last us until morning.

Finally, I could wield my wooden weapon, but then I had to figure out how to manipulate my energy to swing it around without dropping it.

I laughed as I moved the stick around similar to how I used a short sword I stole back in the old days. Now, I would be the first to say that I wasn’t skilled in any way, but that never stopped me from trying.

By this time, Locke had compiled what he must have figured to be plenty of firewood for our brief stay because he was now building the start of the fire pit. An idea crossed my mind as I glanced down at the weapon.

With careful aim, I started swinging my stick at him like he was my own personal training dummy. He must have either not noticed what I was doing, which I strongly doubted, or he was still in the mood to be a good sport because he just carried on like I wasn’t even there.

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