Who gets last laugh?

Manea walked the perimeter of the grove with Chade once more. She did enjoy the boy's company and he was a useful companion when it came to fights and hunting. If she took one of the children on a patrol it was usually him or Saracyn. Avacyn was far more interested in stories and crafting than she was pretty much anything else so peeling her away to go walk around the edge of the Wildberry Grove was sometimes a bit of a chore. Even Saracyn was only really interested if there was a promise of fighting or killing something by the end of it. Chade was a bit more agreeable and easier to get along with in that regard and some days when she just needed to get a patrol done quickly and effectively that fit the bill just fine.

The very distinctive laughing barks of hyenas caught both of their attention as they moved through the grove, the sound getting louder as they continued until they stumbled upon a pack of the spotted creatures. As soon as they got close several of them decided that her and Chade where now their point of interest. She snarled at the yapping predators, watching their movements closely as they started to spread out around them. It forced her to stand back to back with Chade as she shifted to make sure she was at least facing most of them. "Be careful," she warned Chade under her breath. "They're smaller than some other predators, but they're fast and will swarm in all at once to overwhelm with numbers."

Manea | Temno | Ciemny