Nightmares and The Cave

The Cave Part 2

Many a night Sestra's dreams have been disturbed by the horror of a 6 fingered hand that creeps thought the darkness.

She has been more and more distressed about this and in desperation she did travelled and returned to the cave that Sivi Vuk lead her to in a dream and bestowed on her the Axe of the Maiden.

The cave has a very small entry and is very obscured by vines and over growth.

Sestra knelt in the dirt of the cave and prayed deeply to The Grey Wolf in the Mountain - Sivi Vuk for guidance and advice.

A small rat sat in the corner watching Sestra, it watched her very intently, his eyes ablaze with curiosity.

Sestra howled into the air above her head, howling with the force of a gale at the ceiling of the cave as tears rolled down her face.

She remembered the loss of her twin brother Roth at the hands of a Demon.

She focussed her rage at the accursed race of fowl creatures she had seen and studied in the realms of Hell.

Travelling in the reals of Hell had scarred her a lot, the Demons where every where, every one she saw, she wanted to slay straight away and dismember in a furry of blows.

But she knew that a cleaver wolf pup learns first that you tack your prey, study it and learn its weakness first, then you strike when your pack is ready.

Memories of Roth and his madness in battle filled her heart with wonder and even a bit of fear, how was it that Roth came to be slain, he was a horror to confront in battle.

Many a time they had trained and fort together, she was in awe of his skills and ferocity in battle.

Her mind wandered to the day, the terrible day that HOG arrived in her village with the body of Roth, the sorrow and sadness in his eyes filled her with dread and grief.

After Roth's body was given the rites of dead and burned on a massive bon fire and his soul released to the sky to run with the great pack, she could not take the sorrow any more and ran off into the woods.

She remembered the fog like state she was in, much of the wandering she did is forgotten or masked by her grief.

Snippets of memories come to her, of sleeping in trees, fights with orcs, orgs and bears.

As Setra knelt in the dirt of the cave, she lightly touches the teeth of one enemy she remembers killing during that terrible time.

The skin of a black bear sits over her shoulders, another trophy from a confrontation in her dark times.

"Oh Roth, why did you leave me?" she screams into the air.

"It was to be my child" whispers a voice in the back of her head.

"Mother Sivi Vuk, is that you?"

"Yes my pup, it is I. Now stop your self pity and stand! Stand as ALL warriors of my pack stand and face thy Destiny!"

With that Sestra stood up, be it very shaky and her face red and smeared with dirt and patchy clean spots where her tears had washed away her stain.

She opened her eyes and a foggy mist stood before her obscuring the way.

Peering into the fog and the dark she could just make out the form of 2 shapes.

"Oh great Den Mother, forgive me, I have been week and shame my brothers memory"

"You bring no shame to me dear sister" come a deep vouch from the fog.

"Oh Brother, is it really you?" she coughed out.

"It is what remains of me dear little one. I can not hug you or walk with you but I can for a snort time be here and tell you that you are loved and cherished and missed so dearly" Spoke Roth in the most tender voice.

"Wipe thy tears child, stove you sorrow and straighten your back, for the time has come for you to sly thy Brother's killers and forge a new defence!" growled The Mother of Wolfs.

Go to that terrible place again and find the one that communes with nature and learn his ways, for your Brothers child, Prvi will be the First to learn the ways of Savina the Shamaness. You much also lean and teach her the skills you will know in time. Commanded the Wolf.

"For now is the Time of The Bull, the struggel and fight has begun!" Whimpered The Wolf too Sestar.

The giant Wolf then turned her head and lolled her tough out the side and said "And you my dear tiny rat, you have seen enough for this time, Nip away and work some more on you cogs and gears, you been to finish your task before time runs out!"

The magnificent head of the wolf with its silvery fur and bright blue eyes turned to Sestra and spoke. "Do not worry yourself amount the dreams that come to you each night, it is a battle you will not face alone and is far far off from this time and place. Know that your task is not to slay the 6 Finger Hand but to deflect it, when the time is come!"