Post by pandora on Apr 24, 2011 8:23:00 GMT 10
Title: Morale
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 318
Pairing: Dom/Evin
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Evin and Dom have another small win. (Part of the ‘After the Storm’ Universe)
Warning: Death
They shoved their takings into their well worn and already full packs. Not even bothering to cover the bodies of the Scanrans they had killed, they loaded up everything else onto the backs of a couple of horses.
Evin looked to the sky and saw the glint of steel as the stormwings descended.
"Causing trouble again boys?" one of the females cackled as she landed, hopping towards the nearest body.
From across the clearing Dom shrugged saying, "No more than usual."
Evin smiled over at Dom as he wearily shouldered his pack. They had done well today, this patrol had carried several days worth of food with them, and Dom had managed to catch one of the horses, a man previously from the Tortallan Army captured another.
"We're almost done," Evin told the stormwings as he checked the horses’ loads were properly tied. "We'll be out of your hair in a moment and then you can do as you please."
Dom approached Evin and made as if to double check the horses bridle, whispering quietly, "Can I give my cousin care of one of the horses? I think it would help him, give him something to do."
Evin glanced over to where Neal leaned against a tree, staring vacantly at his own hands. He sighed, but agreed to the plan. "A knight ought to have a horse. Just don't let him get too attached; winter's coming and food will be in short supply."
Dom nodded with understanding and led the horse to his cousin.
Evin watched with satisfaction as Neal eagerly took the horses reins, letting the creature sniff him over.
Yes, they had done very well today, but it was time to move. Perhaps if they travelled far enough they may even be able to cook a hot meal tonight; it would be a risk, but if it lifted the groups’ morale it would be worth it.
QC by inthefire
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 318
Pairing: Dom/Evin
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Evin and Dom have another small win. (Part of the ‘After the Storm’ Universe)
Warning: Death
They shoved their takings into their well worn and already full packs. Not even bothering to cover the bodies of the Scanrans they had killed, they loaded up everything else onto the backs of a couple of horses.
Evin looked to the sky and saw the glint of steel as the stormwings descended.
"Causing trouble again boys?" one of the females cackled as she landed, hopping towards the nearest body.
From across the clearing Dom shrugged saying, "No more than usual."
Evin smiled over at Dom as he wearily shouldered his pack. They had done well today, this patrol had carried several days worth of food with them, and Dom had managed to catch one of the horses, a man previously from the Tortallan Army captured another.
"We're almost done," Evin told the stormwings as he checked the horses’ loads were properly tied. "We'll be out of your hair in a moment and then you can do as you please."
Dom approached Evin and made as if to double check the horses bridle, whispering quietly, "Can I give my cousin care of one of the horses? I think it would help him, give him something to do."
Evin glanced over to where Neal leaned against a tree, staring vacantly at his own hands. He sighed, but agreed to the plan. "A knight ought to have a horse. Just don't let him get too attached; winter's coming and food will be in short supply."
Dom nodded with understanding and led the horse to his cousin.
Evin watched with satisfaction as Neal eagerly took the horses reins, letting the creature sniff him over.
Yes, they had done very well today, but it was time to move. Perhaps if they travelled far enough they may even be able to cook a hot meal tonight; it would be a risk, but if it lifted the groups’ morale it would be worth it.
QC by inthefire