It was a stormy day in the normally peaceful glad. In this glad there was a furry lump under a huge tree. As lightning pierced the sky and thunder protested against the air the lump suddenly grew a head and screeched in terror.
Suddenly the lump was not a lump but the figure of a strong young man. He had shoulder length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He wore long shorts and had no shirt of any kind on. At his side was a long black scabbard and in his hands was a long, sharp sword. The fur had actually been his cloak which he had thrown in his fright.
Then the cloak started to move from the place he had thrown it. With this action he panicked and took up his battle stance; then started the slash at the air with his sword. All the while he was screaming “STOP! DON”T COME ANY CLOSER!” with his screams all the movement ceased, and then it suddenly lurched towards him. The young man renewed his slashing but the figure under the cloak dodge it all and ducked out from under the cloak to place a hand on his shoulder. When the figures hand touched his shoulder he stopped his slashing and looked down.
This small figure was a short woman with short black hair. Her crimson eyes piered into his and she scowled up at him.
Suddenly the lump was not a lump but the figure of a strong young man. He had shoulder length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He wore long shorts and had no shirt of any kind on. At his side was a long black scabbard and in his hands was a long, sharp sword. The fur had actually been his cloak which he had thrown in his fright.
Then the cloak started to move from the place he had thrown it. With this action he panicked and took up his battle stance; then started the slash at the air with his sword. All the while he was screaming “STOP! DON”T COME ANY CLOSER!” with his screams all the movement ceased, and then it suddenly lurched towards him. The young man renewed his slashing but the figure under the cloak dodge it all and ducked out from under the cloak to place a hand on his shoulder. When the figures hand touched his shoulder he stopped his slashing and looked down.
This small figure was a short woman with short black hair. Her crimson eyes piered into his and she scowled up at him.
