Birds of Legends

Birds of Legends Chapter 5

Chapter 5
~ 3 years later
I sit on my bunk in our clever hidden hide out. Will made it between to rocks which allowed us to pull a huge door open and close to revel our camp. My brown pants and white shirt were handed down to me from my brother. A new cloak of black I stole was lying around here somewhere. I lace my boots again and continue to sharpen my daggers. With four of them done I am on my final blade. Much is cooking some bunny stew while Allan and Will are messing around outside. Robin and Little John are talking in the other corner. It has been 3 years since the start of this new life. Robin is now 18 and myself 15. I'm glad my life changed as it did. I'm now a part of the wanted gang of Robin hood. I feel a sharp pain in my finger. I realized I cut my finger on my blade while lost in my thoughts. I quickly jump off the bunk and wrap the finger in a cloth.
"Cut yourself?" Asks Much.
"Ya." I reply.
Much joined our gang before everyone else did. Being sentenced to hand Robin and I rescued him. He says he owes us his life and will help us anyway possible.
Allan and Will walk back into camp. Both boys have leaves in their hair.
"A tree shed on you boys again?" I snicker at them.
"If you wan to say. Sure" says Will.
Will came to us when the Sheriff found out he stole a sack flour to support his family. Will is the quite one amongst us.
"Ha! Will just embarrassed because all Allan here beat him!" Brags Allan.
"Keep talking and Little John will take you on." Yells Much.
Allan joined when he was about to lose his finger. Again we saved him from the law.
Allan bumps into me on purposes, I smile and shove him back.
"Oui!" He shouts
Robin and Little John come back from their conversation as Much hands us bowls filled with stew.
We all go to our usually spots. Mine is on my bunk since its so close to where we eat.
"Tomorrow is the droppings. Lets start in Clun tomorrow." Says Robin. "Rav and Allan you both can start on the east side. Will start on the south. Little John and I will start on the East side. We'll meet up in the center."
Answers ring around camp. My finger stop bleed so I throw the rag to my bunk.
"Sometimes I wish I was poor. Get loved and money." Wishes Much, setting his bowl down.
"Much dont think we give ya enough love?" Asks Allan
"You? You dont. The rest are okay."
"Ha!"
I laugh. Much and Allan have such a good time messing with each other.
We all put our dirt bowls into the sink to be washed later. I took off my belt, putting the daggers back into their place.
"Raven?"
"Yes?" I turn around to see my brother leaning against his own bunk across from me.
"Guy has raised the bounty."
"Surprised?"
"No."
"Thoughts so"
"But he brought yours back."
"What?"
The bounty that was placed on my head when my father died. Taken away and now brought back!
"How much?"
"100 pounds."
"Not bad."
"No but I'm worried why they brought it back."
"Maybe I'm better than before."
"Sure." He snickers than walks over to Much, talking with him. I pull over a deer skin around me and loosens my shirt. I lie down on the bunny skin pillow and fall asleep. My dream fading out the rest of the world.