BRAVELANDS-BROKEN PRIDE (editing)

Prologue

The dazzling plains seemed to stretch
forever. Even Windrider,a vulture soaring high above the savannah, struggled to see where bravelands reached its end.
Narrowing her ancient eyes,she let her gaze trail over the great yellow~grass sea,and pinpointed at last where it met the endless blue sky in a shimmering line of light. A wingtip twitched, and she banked, riding the warm air downward in a broad, graceful spiral.

Her flock followed her lead, calling out to one another in harsh, guttural voices, but Windrider was silent, scanning the savannah. Far below, herds of animals as small as ants moved across the land, following the paths beaten by countless generations. A gash in the land marked the muddy, trickling river; a horde of wildebeest was teeming into the gully and galloping up and over the sheer bank. Zebras and gazelles, grazing together on the far side, glanced up incuriously at the wildebeest' approach. Then they dipped their heads to graze again, ambling and milling peacefully.

A dark spot on the landscape caught  Windrider's keen eye—a creature separate from the others, and not moving. She flew lower, adjusting her path with great beats of her broad wing.

"There, my flock. There"
The other followed her down, in swooping circles "May windrider's eyes be forever sharp" cried Blackwing, as the others took up the chorus of gratitude. "She has found us flesh once again"
It was just as Windrider had hoped:the corpse of a gazelle.
It's old and tire

There's more but I'm to lazy to write al of it sorry. The prologue is long in this book

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