commander

pendant

Torra

Nala rode off into a forest like a child, running away from her problems. She tried to boss me around, then ran away when she didn't get what she wanted. It had surprised me when I grabbed her, but something like this was entirely uncalled for. Someone could take her easily. There were definitely people who wanted to.

Nala's mother began thrashing, trying to stand up. Andi walked over and pulled the gag out of her mouth. "Go get my daughter you crazy people!" Anya yelled. Andi pulled the gag back in her mouth and walked ot stand next to me.

"What the hell did you do to Nala?" She joked.

"She utterly freaked about me waking up late." I informed.

"You're right. She's totally into Cody." Andi smiled and went to talk to Sasha.

Totally into Cody.

Cody.

"Let's go." I yelled, Liam and Bowie already starting to pack up Nala's tent. Sasha and Andi threw the lean-to fabric in a bag, an arrangement of sticks piling on the ground. Andi and Sasha got on one large horse together and left me the other. We began after Nala, looking everywhere after her.

A horse neighed in the distance, soon racing in front of us. Nala's horse.

"Good Ana!" Andi yelled in surprise.

"What the hell is Ana?" Sasha asked.

"Some dead goddess." Andi rolled her eyes, jumping off her horse. She followed the horses tracks, bending over and bouncing from each horseshoe print. We all followed Andi, tying reins to trees.

In the distance, assorted yells and cheers mixed with agonizing screams sounded. It was obviously Nala. We ran to the sounds of her screaming and yelling, punches becoming louder and louder, only to be covered by Nala's screams again. I couldn't even bare imagining what happened to her.

Andi gasped and stopped abruptly, turning around and silencing us behind her. "We show up and she is dead." Andi warned.

"Nala almost dies like fucking clockwork." Sasha joked.

"Damn straight." Andi agreed.

"Could you not joke right now?" I scolded. Andi rolled her eyes, Sasha smiling in agreement.

Nala however, was currently sword fighting a man seven feet tall. Her face had a slash on the cheek, but nothing too serious. Her armor, though, was beaten up and defective. She was unprotected.

The man had currently held Nala's sword against her neck, though neither blade was touching her. Nala wrapped her hands around the blade, clenching her teeth and grabbing, pushing the sword away from her neck. Her quickly bloody hands had released herself from the hold of the tall man. Nala took her other sword and swung it upwards, hitting the tall man with the flat of her blade and knocking him out.

Anya had appeared out of the bushes, her gag chewed through and her wrists free. Anya yelled at the men in a different language, quickly silencing their fighting and cheering. Anya went over to Nala, to had leaned against a tree. Nala's mother had cupped Nala's face and inspected the cut. "You ought to learn to be more careful." Anya scolded kindly.

Nala let the blood from her hands drip all over her mother's face. "I'm doing great without your ass in my life. But thanks!" Nala insulted. She grabbed Anya's wrist and pulled it away from her face and turned to walk to me. She quickly realized what she was doing and turned only to face Anya's men. Nala stared ruthlessly, waiting for the guards to kneel. They obliged almost immediately, bowing their heads and landing on their knees.