Disclaimer: I don't own anything except maybe Karracatach, Brutus and
Barone.
A/N: This is going to be a really hard chapter to write, so bear with me.
By the way I am already making up scenes for my next fic! I'm so exited.
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Numair gathered his courage and his strength. This was what he had been waiting to do, but the amount of soldiers was more than he had expected. Still, it looked like most were lying down, sleeping. A few guards stood around the edge, but everything else was quiet. That would help him a little. Right now, Numair cared little about injuring any of them. All he wanted was his Daine back. Focusing on the spot where Daine was, he made himself invisible and slowly picked his way towards her. But as soon as he got within a few feet, something stopped him. A barrier. Numair frowned as his hand slid off of it, but smiled as he saw Daine with the same expression, watching the hilltop where he had just disappeared. Using his magic, Numair tested the barrier. It had been well constructed, but it was weak, immune to the more powerful spells, and Numair used one now. With a bang that both woke everyone up and released his grip on the invisibility, the air around Daine imploded suddenly. Dazed, it took the soldiers a minute to realize what was going on, but Daine had been forewarned, and immediately jumped to her feet and ran, dragging Numair with her. A minute later the chase began. Instinctively, Daine was running towards a steep hill opposite from the one Numair had come from, and was at the base of it when Numair grabbed her arm and whirled her round.
"We can't run!" he said. "We have to fight, magelet." He had only barely pushed her behind him when the first wave came. Frantically firing random lines of spells into the swarm, Numair backed up. Attackers went rigid, some fainted, some started scratching, and others turned around and ran. One of the soldiers had apparently gotten a force of some kind of laugh gas, because he almost choked on his own laughter. Others sprouted tails, or full beards at once. The results were rather laughable, if you thought about it. If this had been a normal situation, Numair would have been enjoying himself. But he and Daine were in danger, and this was not a normal situation. Numair was getting pretty drained-all the magic was taking its toll as he fought of scores of soldiers-when a roaring lioness sprang over his head from the steep ground behind him and knocked down a man who had been about to hurl something at Numair, getting badly singed in the process.
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Daine had been standing behind her teacher, wishing desperately to do something but knowing she couldn't, when she saw a mage preparing to hurl a spell at him. She immediately changed into a large lioness and sprang at the man, roaring. Her chest fur got scorched, but she ignored the pain as she violently bit the man's jugular vain, her lioness part getting the better of her this once. Blood dripping from her fangs, she turned and dealt similar blows to any of the seen attackers, although now she just tried to knock them out. She was cut violently in the process, and even in lioness form, the welts from the whip still stood out clearly across her back. Blood was leaking down from Daine's ear, forelegs, back, and tail, and her one of her back paws was twisted and bruised-she couldn't walk on it without pain shooting up her legs. It seemed to take a surprisingly short time before Daine and Numair had taken care of all the soldiers, probably because many had run away. As it was, about 40 unconscious bodies lay around them, and at least 10 dead. Daine shuddered, then looked at Numair.
He was collapsed on the ground, face gray. When she padded over to look at him, he looked up, whispered, "Daine." and was out cold. As always when she was People, Daine was all business. What they needed now was a healer-and that meant humans. The village came foremost to her mind-she could take them there. Surely they would help? It was far, but even a lioness carrying a heavy burden could travel for days. A healthy lioness, Daine reminded herself. But how far away could it be? It was closer than it had first appeared, and the going was almost all plains. There was no choice. They had to go to that village.
Then, suddenly, Daine thought of Zek. Where was he? She hadn't seen him since Numair had made such a dramatic entrance. Zek? she called?
I'm here. She looked around to see him sitting on Numair.
How did you get here? she accused.
I jumped, he replied, a little smug.
Well, Daine sighed, Just hold on. With a bit of twisting and turning, she managed to heave Numair onto her back, taking hold of the sleeves of his robe in her mouth. Then Daine the lioness was on her way, sensitive nose never leading her wrong.
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A/N: Ok, so this chapter isn't so great. But it was HARD, believe me. Thank you for reviewing the people that did, I really appreciate that you are wasting your valuable time on me.
HuntressDiana: I think all of my character hurting is now over. I think. I haven't exactly got it all planned out yet.
Spice: I'm sorry if Numair disappointed you, but a hundred men is a lot to slaughter by yourself.
Numair's Daine: Thanks! And thank you for always reviewing it really helps.
A/N: This is going to be a really hard chapter to write, so bear with me.
By the way I am already making up scenes for my next fic! I'm so exited.
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Numair gathered his courage and his strength. This was what he had been waiting to do, but the amount of soldiers was more than he had expected. Still, it looked like most were lying down, sleeping. A few guards stood around the edge, but everything else was quiet. That would help him a little. Right now, Numair cared little about injuring any of them. All he wanted was his Daine back. Focusing on the spot where Daine was, he made himself invisible and slowly picked his way towards her. But as soon as he got within a few feet, something stopped him. A barrier. Numair frowned as his hand slid off of it, but smiled as he saw Daine with the same expression, watching the hilltop where he had just disappeared. Using his magic, Numair tested the barrier. It had been well constructed, but it was weak, immune to the more powerful spells, and Numair used one now. With a bang that both woke everyone up and released his grip on the invisibility, the air around Daine imploded suddenly. Dazed, it took the soldiers a minute to realize what was going on, but Daine had been forewarned, and immediately jumped to her feet and ran, dragging Numair with her. A minute later the chase began. Instinctively, Daine was running towards a steep hill opposite from the one Numair had come from, and was at the base of it when Numair grabbed her arm and whirled her round.
"We can't run!" he said. "We have to fight, magelet." He had only barely pushed her behind him when the first wave came. Frantically firing random lines of spells into the swarm, Numair backed up. Attackers went rigid, some fainted, some started scratching, and others turned around and ran. One of the soldiers had apparently gotten a force of some kind of laugh gas, because he almost choked on his own laughter. Others sprouted tails, or full beards at once. The results were rather laughable, if you thought about it. If this had been a normal situation, Numair would have been enjoying himself. But he and Daine were in danger, and this was not a normal situation. Numair was getting pretty drained-all the magic was taking its toll as he fought of scores of soldiers-when a roaring lioness sprang over his head from the steep ground behind him and knocked down a man who had been about to hurl something at Numair, getting badly singed in the process.
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Daine had been standing behind her teacher, wishing desperately to do something but knowing she couldn't, when she saw a mage preparing to hurl a spell at him. She immediately changed into a large lioness and sprang at the man, roaring. Her chest fur got scorched, but she ignored the pain as she violently bit the man's jugular vain, her lioness part getting the better of her this once. Blood dripping from her fangs, she turned and dealt similar blows to any of the seen attackers, although now she just tried to knock them out. She was cut violently in the process, and even in lioness form, the welts from the whip still stood out clearly across her back. Blood was leaking down from Daine's ear, forelegs, back, and tail, and her one of her back paws was twisted and bruised-she couldn't walk on it without pain shooting up her legs. It seemed to take a surprisingly short time before Daine and Numair had taken care of all the soldiers, probably because many had run away. As it was, about 40 unconscious bodies lay around them, and at least 10 dead. Daine shuddered, then looked at Numair.
He was collapsed on the ground, face gray. When she padded over to look at him, he looked up, whispered, "Daine." and was out cold. As always when she was People, Daine was all business. What they needed now was a healer-and that meant humans. The village came foremost to her mind-she could take them there. Surely they would help? It was far, but even a lioness carrying a heavy burden could travel for days. A healthy lioness, Daine reminded herself. But how far away could it be? It was closer than it had first appeared, and the going was almost all plains. There was no choice. They had to go to that village.
Then, suddenly, Daine thought of Zek. Where was he? She hadn't seen him since Numair had made such a dramatic entrance. Zek? she called?
I'm here. She looked around to see him sitting on Numair.
How did you get here? she accused.
I jumped, he replied, a little smug.
Well, Daine sighed, Just hold on. With a bit of twisting and turning, she managed to heave Numair onto her back, taking hold of the sleeves of his robe in her mouth. Then Daine the lioness was on her way, sensitive nose never leading her wrong.
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A/N: Ok, so this chapter isn't so great. But it was HARD, believe me. Thank you for reviewing the people that did, I really appreciate that you are wasting your valuable time on me.
HuntressDiana: I think all of my character hurting is now over. I think. I haven't exactly got it all planned out yet.
Spice: I'm sorry if Numair disappointed you, but a hundred men is a lot to slaughter by yourself.
Numair's Daine: Thanks! And thank you for always reviewing it really helps.