Alex Fireye
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Briar stared at the girl in the cart. Her figure was more defined than he thought. She was small but tough he could tell by her bunched up muscles and determined face. Her wrought copper locks were cut just below the earlobe. Even though her eyes were closed he knew that behind them lay startling violet eyes. Rosethorn had removed her sword but had layed it down beside her. She'll probably be to weak to do anthing anyway Rosethorn had remarked. Briar picked it up experimentally. At least he tried.
"Whats the matter boy, never held a sword before?" Rosethorns fase was dead serious but the twinkle in her eye gave her away. She bent down and hefted the sword swinging it around experimentally.
"How the hell did you do that" he gasped" She winked "As if I'd tell you". A jolt of the cart interupted them.Rosethorn let of a string of words that were often used by soldiers, a gentle lisp on her voice. Briar smiled remembering the time when Rosethorn died, only to be revived by him and his mates.
The fading sun was just setting behind them. The three of them had decided to surprise the others and rode quietly to the front of Discipline Cottage. The red head still hadn't woken up but Briar and Rosethorn had forgotten about her. They were home. When they came in sight of the rooftop Briar mind spoke to the girls. Tris, Sandry, Daja are you there.
Briar where are you they said in unison. Briar gave an undignified snort (who said he was dignified) At the front of the house you snifferskirts. He broke away from thier conection hoping to ignore thier protests. No point trying to hide he gasped as the three girls burst throught the front door. Strangling him with thier flurry of coloured fabrics. "Help me Rosethorn" he yelped "I'm getting attacked by girls"
"Get used to it boy" she said before Lark came rushing up to her, winding her."Lark" she groaned "not so hard". The four images grinned. It was common knowlege that Lark was the only person Rosethorn could tolerate.
" I hope no one's forgotten about me and sleeping beauty." someone voiced behind the cart.
"Evvy, of course we havent forgotten about you" he said guiltily, for he had forgotten about the two of them. The look on Rosethorns face told him the same story.With that he introduced Evvy to his foster sisters and mother. "Whos sleeping beauty"asked Daja after the introduction. Briar showed them to the cart. The girl was still sleeping gently chest rising steadly. "Her" he said bluntly."The girl from my dreams.I had a dream one night about a girl fighting a noble, then the dream turned to Tris. I dreamt that some schico was trying to kill you.Tris gasped and nodded, then told him shed tell her story later.Briar reddened. He wasnt about to tell them how frightened he was." The next morning I woke real early 'cos someone was swearing and she was lying in the in ouches. At that point Briar stopped and rubbed his head. "Wh'd you do that for" he glared at Rosethorn. Sandry shivered " I'd hate to break it to you but the moons out and its realy cold out here."she said pointing to the rising moon.
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Disclaimer: I dont own anything but the plot. I am not making any money from this story. Don't sue me.Blah blah
This is a realy short chapter but i'll write more soon
Read/Review PLEASE
Home
Briar stared at the girl in the cart. Her figure was more defined than he thought. She was small but tough he could tell by her bunched up muscles and determined face. Her wrought copper locks were cut just below the earlobe. Even though her eyes were closed he knew that behind them lay startling violet eyes. Rosethorn had removed her sword but had layed it down beside her. She'll probably be to weak to do anthing anyway Rosethorn had remarked. Briar picked it up experimentally. At least he tried.
"Whats the matter boy, never held a sword before?" Rosethorns fase was dead serious but the twinkle in her eye gave her away. She bent down and hefted the sword swinging it around experimentally.
"How the hell did you do that" he gasped" She winked "As if I'd tell you". A jolt of the cart interupted them.Rosethorn let of a string of words that were often used by soldiers, a gentle lisp on her voice. Briar smiled remembering the time when Rosethorn died, only to be revived by him and his mates.
The fading sun was just setting behind them. The three of them had decided to surprise the others and rode quietly to the front of Discipline Cottage. The red head still hadn't woken up but Briar and Rosethorn had forgotten about her. They were home. When they came in sight of the rooftop Briar mind spoke to the girls. Tris, Sandry, Daja are you there.
Briar where are you they said in unison. Briar gave an undignified snort (who said he was dignified) At the front of the house you snifferskirts. He broke away from thier conection hoping to ignore thier protests. No point trying to hide he gasped as the three girls burst throught the front door. Strangling him with thier flurry of coloured fabrics. "Help me Rosethorn" he yelped "I'm getting attacked by girls"
"Get used to it boy" she said before Lark came rushing up to her, winding her."Lark" she groaned "not so hard". The four images grinned. It was common knowlege that Lark was the only person Rosethorn could tolerate.
" I hope no one's forgotten about me and sleeping beauty." someone voiced behind the cart.
"Evvy, of course we havent forgotten about you" he said guiltily, for he had forgotten about the two of them. The look on Rosethorns face told him the same story.With that he introduced Evvy to his foster sisters and mother. "Whos sleeping beauty"asked Daja after the introduction. Briar showed them to the cart. The girl was still sleeping gently chest rising steadly. "Her" he said bluntly."The girl from my dreams.I had a dream one night about a girl fighting a noble, then the dream turned to Tris. I dreamt that some schico was trying to kill you.Tris gasped and nodded, then told him shed tell her story later.Briar reddened. He wasnt about to tell them how frightened he was." The next morning I woke real early 'cos someone was swearing and she was lying in the in ouches. At that point Briar stopped and rubbed his head. "Wh'd you do that for" he glared at Rosethorn. Sandry shivered " I'd hate to break it to you but the moons out and its realy cold out here."she said pointing to the rising moon.
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