Lark Rising (Guardians of Tarnec)
“I gasped, jerked backward, stumbled. He pulled back too, but only for the tiniest instant. Then he sprang at me with a violent gnash of those hideous teeth, snapping at the air where I’d been poised a moment before. But I fell and the Troth leaped at nothing, landing in a hard tumble on his side. Breathless, I scrambled back on the grass, horribly aware that I held no weapon, had no cover, nothing to prevent the next assault. The beast grunted, righted himself, and made to spring; I threw up my... arms in futile defense.
There was no attack. In a rush of brown snarls, two foxes were on the Troth, teeth and claws and guttural, nasty yelps forcing him to spin away from me. But the beast was powerful; the foxes were no match.
“No!” I shrieked at them. “No, don’t!” I would have thrown myself into the frenzy, but one of the foxes turned and looked at me so fiercely that I paused in midmotion, stunned. I understood him exactly: Go. Run. Head north.
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There was no attack. In a rush of brown snarls, two foxes were on the Troth, teeth and claws and guttural, nasty yelps forcing him to spin away from me. But the beast was powerful; the foxes were no match.
“No!” I shrieked at them. “No, don’t!” I would have thrown myself into the frenzy, but one of the foxes turned and looked at me so fiercely that I paused in midmotion, stunned. I understood him exactly: Go. Run. Head north.
Words could not have been spoken more clearly.MoreLess
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