Bright Eyes

Chapter 5

The mans eyes went wider and wider as he held his hand on Soups head. "What is this?!" He muttered to himself. Soups brown eyes flickered like tigers eye crystal in the light as the mans dropped torch started to spread flames. The mans forearm tensed, veins bulging as he tried to exert his power through his hand, steam began rising off of Soup's body as his sweat evaporated.

"Who are you?" The man spat at him.

The question snapped Soup out of his stupor.

"I'm Caseus!" Soup shouted as he turned and ran.

The man took chase after him through the bush. Soup barely made it 20 feet before the man picked him up with one hand by the scruff of his shirt.

"I have a feeling you may be worth more than any of your village beasts" the man said as he stuffed soup under one arm and made his way back towards the fires where the camp once was.

Soup struggled for a bit but there was no point, moving the chiseled arms of the man was like trying to bend an iron bar. He wept as the man walked with determination past where he slept with his grandmother where a few men with Garnet red eyes sat around eating two charred buffalo corpses.

There were slain beasts, buffalo and his village people scattered around the forest floor of the temporary camps. The man made his way to small wagon with a wooden cage used to carry small beasts for sale at the Capital that one of the buffalo was still hitched to. With his free arm the man undid the latch, stuck his hand into the cage and lit the small bizarre creature inside alight, it barely had time to squeal as its fur caught alite and it keeled over dead. He threw the carcass out and locked soup inside.

Soup continued to weep as the smells of cooked bovine and his fellow villagers taunted him. He sat in his cage until exhaustion took him.