Chapter 7
The Killer in the Farm
Longer than most of my chapters so yay.
A few mornings after Baillie got the prophecy, she was wandering around trying to explore, but - having been walking freely in the wild for 3 moons now - she had seen it all. And yet she was still unable to fathom what the strange cat Hummingstar had meant. She was near the far edge of the forest when she heard screeching sounds coming from the direction of the fields.
Rahhh! What is that sound!?
Baillie crouched down and crept into the underbrush and toward the hideous sound. She stepped into the clearing trying to stay quiet and hidden, for she didn't know what she would see. She looked out to see strange creatures, but she vaguely remembered her mother speaking of them. "There are tall, pale creatures with no fur that walk on two legs and have weird looking, split paws; I have come to know them as Oddpaws." She could imagine it perfectly. She missed her family quite a bit, but was still happy to be free. But what were these Oddpaws doing around here? She remembered her mother saying that they only lived in the cities in large packs. She then noticed the large structure in the very center of the field.
That must be the Oddpaw den. That explained why they were here.
There was a young female Oddpaw cub running around and her mother was watching from a distance. The father was nowhere to be seen. As she was looking for the father Oddpaw, she noticed something at the edge of the East Forest. It was a coyote.
She had never seen one but as always, her mother was very in-depth with her descriptions of the other creatures she would see. The coyote started to stalk out from the forest and then burst into a run.
Oh no! It's going to hurt the cub!
Although the cub was not hers or even of her kind, it was still a cub, and she felt the need to help it. But before Baillie could do anything, the mother let out a high pitched screech, and another Oddpaw came running out of the nest.
That's probably the father. He will help save the cub, especially since it's his. Then Baillie noticed a strange item in his hand.
The item was long and thin. It had a strange shape that looked like a bent twig. It had two pipes coming out of where the Oddpaw was holding it and it was open at the opposite side.
What is that?
Before Baillie could figure out what the item was, the Oddpaw pulled it up toward his face and held it firm with his split paws. He pointed it directly at the coyote. He pushed something on the handle and out of nowhere there was a huge boom. Something came flying out of the item; it was going so fast that Baillie almost couldn't see it. It hit directly into the coyote and he fell limp automatically. Everything around Baillie seemed to go silent and all she could focus on was the dead coyote and the image in her mind of her unmoving brother across the road.