"COME AMARA, follow me ok?" Not waiting for an answer, threw the sack over her shoulder and carried the toddler in her other arm. Then Rushed to the door calling Amara over then opening it and booked it down the gravel street to the forest.
Amara POV
Big dogs the size of horses were all around looking for something "Ok, take your brother and run or hide and get away from here Ok Amara?" Nodding I took Luke and her bag running and unfortunately catching the attention of one of the big dogs. "Ahhh NOT MY BABY!" Many women cried " give us the kid and we will leave," a voice grumble loud and clear everyone was confused beyond belief 'there here for a child? Why?' Not knowing that it was behind me I went back first into the dogs soft, smooth fur coat. Circling me it growled catching a solders attention "found one trying to get away, general" he shouted grabbing me "Bring it to me" the voice chanted continuously.
'RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN' my mind shouted, Luke was now crying excessively "shut it up or kill it" I sum how hit the Guard in the stomach knocking him down, and booked it towards the twisting the forest where everyone gets lost besides the ones with guides or me I grew up in the woods and could survive for 3 weeks without help.
I herd a man yell "you'll never find her now, she will find them if it's the last thing she does." Laughing to the point of tear shed. 'Oh it's the guy who said I would do something great'.
Running I fled to the safest place in the woods. The wolves followed me to the clearing trying to stop me multiple times to the point of frustration and ended up in the river separating the woods and the field. I sharply inhaled trying not to scream bloody murder.
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Our protectors
AdventureAmara had a wonderful imagination and life until the Fourth war. Being one of the few survivors she took shelter with the only person she could think of, her grandmother;Cora. Cora 'believed' in the legend of the protectors. Inspiration from a drea...
