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Tala had climbed down from her hut having heard the sound of the whistle, grabbing a dagger and bow and arrows, and sent an alarm around to all of the villagers, which sounded like a low elephant grunt, silent but effective. She didn't wait for the rest of her group to come, she just took off after the source of the whistle. It wasn't long before she came upon a group of teenagers and a large man reaching out for a curious pegasus. The other girls arrived in treetops surrounding the class and started to make large animal sounds. There were some screams and the pegasus ran away. Then, before anyone could get away, flaming arrows surrounded the group. Then, in another rain of arrows, a few were cut of from the rest. This was the time to make the move. The girls jumped from the trees and strode through the flames to young men, scared an hypnotized. Tala came through the flames toward one she had noticed from the night before as his brilliant blonde hair was very hard to miss. Instinctively, she came from behind him and lay her hand across the small of his back, catching his eyes. He was immediatly stunned as she circled him, her hand never leaving his body and his eyes never leaving hers. There were people yelling and screaming for him not to look, but it was too late. He was snared in her trap. Finally, she stopped in front of him, carefully reaching for his wand as she leaned forward to kiss him; she did. He fell to the ground unconscious. She took the form of a bear and dragged him away. The rest of the magi followed the example and made a quick get-away. ------------
Climbing into a hut, she put him down and waited for the rest to appear. Soon after they did, the captive was then tied to a wall, bound, and gagged. The next morning was rainy, and very dark. Tala was out and about training with her whip, and daggers. Something had been bothering her though. Why is it that the giant man brought a group of kids into her forest. That's exactly what she was going to find out. She went to the prisoner's holding place where he was awake and struggling to get free. Tala knelt down in front of the frightened young man and spoke:
Tala
"Comfortable? No? I want some questions answered, so if I take the gag away from your mouth, you'd better be very careful of what comes out of it. Or else."
He starred at her with a fear filled face and nodded. So she took the gag away.
"What's your name?"
"D-D-Draco Malfoy." he replied shaking.
"Malfoy? Ahh, yeah! Malfoy. Your father's here. He doesn't seem to know what 'No' means. Which brings me to my next question. What were you and the others doing in the forest?"
"Care of Magical Creatu-" he broke off as she stroked the side of his face.
"It was intentional?"
"Yes."
"I see. Do you know what we do to trespassers here?"she asked. Draco had a single tear stream down the side of his face as she pulled a dagger out of its scabbard. "We hold them for a few days, then we send them running through the woods, hands tied, and we hunt them."
Draco gave a whine, and another tear came down his cheek. Fear was obvious. He didn't seem like the type that would cry, but I guess when you're faced with a life or death situation, you might as well. "Don't worry," she told him, "You've got a few days." She put the dagger away, leaned forward and tenderly kissed him on the forehead. She left almost immediatly, and Draco could hear her speaking to someone outside the door.
Tala had climbed down from her hut having heard the sound of the whistle, grabbing a dagger and bow and arrows, and sent an alarm around to all of the villagers, which sounded like a low elephant grunt, silent but effective. She didn't wait for the rest of her group to come, she just took off after the source of the whistle. It wasn't long before she came upon a group of teenagers and a large man reaching out for a curious pegasus. The other girls arrived in treetops surrounding the class and started to make large animal sounds. There were some screams and the pegasus ran away. Then, before anyone could get away, flaming arrows surrounded the group. Then, in another rain of arrows, a few were cut of from the rest. This was the time to make the move. The girls jumped from the trees and strode through the flames to young men, scared an hypnotized. Tala came through the flames toward one she had noticed from the night before as his brilliant blonde hair was very hard to miss. Instinctively, she came from behind him and lay her hand across the small of his back, catching his eyes. He was immediatly stunned as she circled him, her hand never leaving his body and his eyes never leaving hers. There were people yelling and screaming for him not to look, but it was too late. He was snared in her trap. Finally, she stopped in front of him, carefully reaching for his wand as she leaned forward to kiss him; she did. He fell to the ground unconscious. She took the form of a bear and dragged him away. The rest of the magi followed the example and made a quick get-away. ------------
Climbing into a hut, she put him down and waited for the rest to appear. Soon after they did, the captive was then tied to a wall, bound, and gagged. The next morning was rainy, and very dark. Tala was out and about training with her whip, and daggers. Something had been bothering her though. Why is it that the giant man brought a group of kids into her forest. That's exactly what she was going to find out. She went to the prisoner's holding place where he was awake and struggling to get free. Tala knelt down in front of the frightened young man and spoke:
Tala
"Comfortable? No? I want some questions answered, so if I take the gag away from your mouth, you'd better be very careful of what comes out of it. Or else."
He starred at her with a fear filled face and nodded. So she took the gag away.
"What's your name?"
"D-D-Draco Malfoy." he replied shaking.
"Malfoy? Ahh, yeah! Malfoy. Your father's here. He doesn't seem to know what 'No' means. Which brings me to my next question. What were you and the others doing in the forest?"
"Care of Magical Creatu-" he broke off as she stroked the side of his face.
"It was intentional?"
"Yes."
"I see. Do you know what we do to trespassers here?"she asked. Draco had a single tear stream down the side of his face as she pulled a dagger out of its scabbard. "We hold them for a few days, then we send them running through the woods, hands tied, and we hunt them."
Draco gave a whine, and another tear came down his cheek. Fear was obvious. He didn't seem like the type that would cry, but I guess when you're faced with a life or death situation, you might as well. "Don't worry," she told him, "You've got a few days." She put the dagger away, leaned forward and tenderly kissed him on the forehead. She left almost immediatly, and Draco could hear her speaking to someone outside the door.