The Shadow Wolf Sagas: Red Fangs 2.46

Shadow Wolf time! This is part of my weekly writing exercise, written raw and rough. The first story arc, Blade Breaker, can be found here. The first story of this arc, Red Fangs, can be found here. The previous week’s post can be found here.

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“Did they get her?”

“I think she managed to get loose on her own actually,” said Murith, examining the remains of Cinder’s bonds near the fire.

“She excels at escaping,” muttered Berkhilda. “I hope you understand what you are doing Ragnar.”

“Yes, what exactly is our plan here, Ragnar?” asked Renoit.

“We doused her clothing in a certain scent,” said Murith. “Only Ragnar can smell it. we will be be able to follow Cinder easily, with her none the wiser. For good measure I clipped a magic stone that is attuned to my crossbow to one of her earings. It should give us a bearing if the scent fails. We will follow her back to her lair and put an end to whatever she has planned.”

“You are committed to this Murith?” asked Git.

“I will see this through,” said Murith, iron in her tone.

“What makes you think she has a plan beyond inciting Vampires and men to fight?” asked Git.

“Look around. What do you see?”

“I’m not playing this game.”

“I see a lot of dead vampires,” ventured Bull.

“Look closer. None of us are badly wounded. Even the weakest of these could come close to matching you in strength, Bull. Yet they failed to cause any serious damage to us. Notice the tattoos, the scarification, and the clothing they are wearing. Most of these were street rats before she changed them. They fought like it too. They did not make the best use of their new supernatural advantages.”

“I see,” said Bull. “I wondered why most of them had such crap gear.”

“Good observation,” said Murith.

“Cinder’s little war will evaporate the moment her troops meet anyone who is ready for them. They are poorly trained and have no discipline. Most of them at least. Do you remember the Ogre bloodsucker we fought in The Jetties, Bull?”

“Hard to forget that bastard. Nearly had me,” said the massive scavenger.

“That one knew how to fight. So did the two that went for Berkhilda, they were well-armed and also worked together. The rest were almost a distraction by comparison.”

“Aye, you would think with all of the drugs and stolen alcohol that she would be able to afford better weapons for her crew,” said Bull.

“But she didn’t even bother to train them,” said Renoit.

“Which means she is either a fool, or her intention was never for them to be a serious threat,” said Git. “So if she has been making money and very little of it has gone to arming and training her followers, what is she doing with it and why does she want the whole city to think that she is trying to start a war?”

“Are you curious enough to join our little expedition to find out?”

“Damn you Ragnar,” said Git.

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We followed the trail back into the city. The scent did not waver, nor did anyone else attack us. Soon enough we found ourselves descending into Splinterside and toward an old, rotting hulk of a warehouse that smelled of blood.

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2 comments on “The Shadow Wolf Sagas: Red Fangs 2.46

  1. […] Shadow Wolf time! This is part of my weekly writing exercise, written raw and rough. The first story arc, Blade Breaker, can be found here. The first story of this arc, Red Fangs, can be found here. The previous week’s post can be found here. […]

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