The Progeny of Able (The Burrow of London Series Book 1) by Case Peter S

Author:Case, Peter S. [Case, Peter S.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Urban Dystopian Epic, Urban Anthropomorphism, Steampunk Magic, Urban Wildlife, European Wild Animals, Hidden Subterranean Magic World City, Metropolis Magic
ISBN: 9781910740002
Publisher: Black Earth Books
Published: 2014-12-16T05:00:00+00:00

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Several hours later, having struggled to keep pace with the inexhaustibly swift Spencer and all the while trying not to slip under the increasingly heavy downpour, they found themselves, far into the fringes of West London, safe from the rain in a cave and looking down into a rather small hole. The entrance to the limestone cave had been through a passage so narrow and overgrown with vines Daegal had dislocated a leg while squeezing through.

“Never mind,” he said. “Happens all the time. Fortunately it is easy to reset.” He looked to Roe and Mercia with a nod.

Roe responded by giving the great bulk a support, while Mercia jumped into the air and used two paws to give his shoulder a quick and powerful kick. There was a very uncomfortable popping sound.

“Ahhh!!!,” he yelled. “Good, good, that was a good one.” He hopped about, shaking his head and the pain away.

Since leaving Ursula's Grove, Scarlett's mood had improved greatly. She smiled and started to laugh at the three of them banging away at Daegal.

“You do know each other well,” she said. “Yet you make a good team, I'll give you that.”

“Thanks,” Mercia responded, flashing a smile while giving Daegal's shoulder a brisk nuzzle to massage away the soreness. “Now what?”

Everyone looked to Spencer who impatiently indicated towards the hole with his head before jumping into the darkness.

They quickly leapt in behind him and found the tunnel to be a small but comfortable size, criss crossed with roots and the occasional rockfall. It descended at a lazy angle and was filled with an absolute darkness. The kind of darkness a fox pup likes to test by bringing an invisible paw to their maul. This slowed the foxes down only marginally as their instincts through the dark naturally guided them.

Nearly half an hour passed before their progress began to slow due to the large number of vines blocking their way. Spencer had an ingenious type of sword, sharply curved, which he used to hack away at the plants to create a clear course.

“Where did you find this Shadow Fox?” Daegal asked. “He is remarkable.”

“Find him?” Scarlett replied. “It's true Spencer is a genius, but we didn't find him, he found us.”

The vines became so thick they were a solid wall of green and, as the small Shadow Fox chopped them down, the others gathered the cuttings out of the way. Coming from the other side of the foliage was the crashing sound of water. They continued to hack and toss for another thirty minutes until the makeshift scythe cut through the last layer, and into the dark air beyond.

Without hesitating, Spencer flung the blade aside, forcing Roe to duck into the wall to avoid getting cut in half. Spencer spun the pack from his shoulders and pulled out a series of smaller bundles, each a wad of fabric rigged with a confusion of straps. He passed one to each of the foxes with an excited grin.

“Oh god,” said Scarlett. “Not your floating rucksacks.

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