The Rose, The Hunter and The Moonlark

The Camp

Laurence's POV

    I wake up and see a figure in a dark fuschia cloak run into the woods. I try to sit up and pain shoots up my neck into my head and I fall back on the ground. I lay there for a good 15 minutes as I remember what happened. I shake my head at how stupid I was.

"What do we have here?" I sit up in alarm and wince at the pain. A pair of purple eyes peer down at me from the branches above. They seem to glow in the shadows. Creepy, I think to myself. The owner of the eyes drops down silently in the shadow of the trees purple eyes still glowing.

"Who's there?" I say as I try to untie my hands or find my sword.

"I can help you with that" they say in that same singsong voice. The eyes glance at the ropes tying my wrists together.

"Um I don't know. I think I can do it myself thanks." I reply not wanting the figure to come any closer while I was unarmed.

"I'm not going to harm you and I don't have to get any closer, I can do it from here." they say as if reading my mind.

"Um ok then?" I say holding out my hands. The figure steps out of the shadows. It's a girl and she looks about 14-15 years old. She had a couple of little braids with the rest of her dark hair falling around her shoulders. A little black cat poked it's head out from behind the girl, the cat had the exact same color eyes as the girl. The cat stared at me for a minute and then started staring at a little squirrel sitting on a stump.

"You should tell your cat it's rude to stare."

"Is it rude to help you?"

"No"

"Then consider this me making up for his behavior." she holds her hands out in front of her and her eyes glowed white. The rope turned purple and turned to dust. Her eyes faded back to their normal purple, if you could call that normal.

"Wow, that was really cool."

"Yeah that's kinda how I roll."

"Do you know where my sword is?" I asked suddenly aware I was with a girl who could turn things to dust and I didn't even have my sword.

"They probably took it to Rebel Camp." she replied as she scratched her cat behind his ear.

"They? You mean The Rose, The Hunter and The Moonlark?"

"Is that what they call themselves? The Rose, The Hunter and The Moonlark?"

"Well what is your name then?" I asked

"My name? I'm Willow. Willow Ravenwood. Though some call me The Witch."

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Skylar's POV

Vylad was in the lead as we raced down stream towards Camp. Ash is catching up behind me and I'm catching up to Vylad. We jump over every root and fallen log. Duck under ever low hanging branch.

Vylad looks back at me and says, "You'll never catch me!".

"If you win you can be my second in command." I say.

"Really?" he looks genuinely surprised.

"Sure! But only if you win!"

"And you have to take a walk with me after my victory!" he adds with a goofy grin. I roll my eyes.

"Fine but if I win you can't tell your corny jokes for a whole week!"