The Dragon's Horde by T Shadow

Author:T Shadow [Shadow, T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-04T05:00:00+00:00

The night darkens as we walk towards our favourite pub in the village. The moon overhead is full and I can hear the wolves nearby, basking in the light of their goddess, singing her songs to their people. Yips, barks, and yaps make it through the trees towards Mika and I. It’s a pleasant thing to hear; the sound of free wolves, roaming without restrictions or rules. The itch to shed this human skin is becoming unbearable, but I change in seclusion to keep my secret safe. Mika guards me as best as she can.

We reach the doors of The Wyvern’s Nest and instead of using the handle to open the door like a normal human being, Mika uses her excuse of a shoe to kick the door in. The unfortunate bang makes the patrons look towards the entrance for some kind of trouble, the police or a bounty hunter. When they see our faces they smile and turn back to the conversations and their drinks.

Mika all but drags me towards the bar where Eldevair waits with his signature scowl. Although he looks like he’s ready to murder the next customer he has to serve, his eyes turn to meet Mika. Considering we never order anything different in this bar, Mika smiles timidly at the big bad sidhe, and with that, he sighs and walks over to the draught pumps to pour our pints.

Seizing the opportunity before me, I jump up onto a vacant barstool before anyone else does. Mika follows suit and nabs the one next to me before it’s whisked away. Our beers arrive moments later. I pay with cash for the both of us. Looking at us, you wouldn’t think we would belong in a pub. Mika with her complete goth emo look, and me looking like I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about anyone else. I don’t look homeless, but I do look like I just chuck any old thing on. Which I do.

“Shall we dance?” Mika looks at me expectantly. A normal night out involves dancing with Mika regularly to satisfy her urges. Though Mika dances like she has two left feet and no sense of rhythm. Raising the beer to my lips, I start to drink it. From my peripheral, I see Mika’s lips open - presumably to ask again if we should dance. Before the words pass her lips, I hold up my finger and begin to chug in a very unladylike manner. Not that I’m a lady anyway.

The glass smacks against the bar top as I finish and before I can raise the hand that I’m stopping Mika from talking with, Eldevair has placed another pint on a bar mat next to my empty glass. He removes this one, eyes Mika’s beer, which hasn’t moved, and shakes his head, muttering “I thought you were quicker than that” as he walks away.

With a shared grin, Mika and I both bring our drinks to our lips and chug them in a race against the other.

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