We didn’t have a way of signalling for another worm. That was a problem, since when we made our way back to the spot we’d been dropped off, all that was left was the collapsed tunnel that it had made. Boss growled under her breath, and turned to face off into the distance. “It’s that … Read moreAn End for Crows Part 15
“Follow,” The leader growled. He turned to walk across the vale. We joined him, passing by the collection of hunted meat. The nesting grounds of the Colony lay at the center, whose bedding was softened grass and whose passage was marked by the compression of thousands of small paws. Then we crossed over to the … Read moreAn End For Crows (Part 14)
The bluegrass changed quickly from a delight to a nightmare. Even following after the Tiger in front of us and with Boss to bully a path through the mess of it, it was still nearly impossible to keep track of where we were. Every inch was fought against, and even three feet ahead the tiger’s … Read moreAn End For Crows (Part 13)