(quick responce would you guys rather I make this book into one large book or like 2-3 smaller ones im already at 23 chapters about 20 pages each, if you want give your suggestions below im all ears ^^ this book is also wip so there will be freaquent updates)
The sky roared loudly thunder struck throughout the sky like vains. Rain poured so heavily it smacked the ground like concreate. The wind blew abruptly tossing the tops of trees swaying them side to side. Lightning struck the ground in a spark, mountains in the far distance of the dreery plains. Seeking closer the mountains little marks of ancient writing surrounded the entrance portraying further inside to a large cave.
Shadows of hundreds of pictures and symbols wrote among the walls. Dancing wolves and sparkling dragons sprawled a story, a prophecy. The dirt and rock grinded away in a spot left a hole dark glooming with something once precious. A shadow of a beast loomed over, red like eyes piercing and growling. Flashes from the lightning brought his muscular yet slim build haunting like. A torn ear scars that slashed across his face and a broken horn. Run, run, run, all of what another could think. White paws scurried along the wet grass, slicking and sliding fear for his life.
Dashing through the undergrowth of a forest panting holding something dear, a scroll marked with red and gold markings. The beast quickly followed him, leaping from branch to branch he chased after the warrior. Claws digging in the bark, fear shivered up his prey's spine. Suddenly he launched all of his weight at the warrior. Grasping his shoulders with his claws whom had burrs hooked into his flesh and fur. Tossing them both theough the muddy grass and rain water boom he stood tall pinning his prey to the ground.
Growling subtle their eyes locked among themselves. The beasts dark amber eyes intwined with his prey's light cyan blue eyes. The tension before them was stronger than an elephants rage. Eyes piercing through each others soul like a rusted dagger for a merly long moment.
"Scar." The white warrior mummered, stairing into thee eyes of the devil.
"Brother." The beast snarled back with nasty, yellow and brown teeth. His powerful breath smelled like blood, decaying flesh, and nicotine.
Interrogation spread like a wild fire in a dry field. Eyes sharp and narrow, they were no ordinary wolves, Alidors once many centuries ago arised from the Underworld. Protecting one of the three relics, a priceless family heirloom. Once buried at the top of mount Sorgoriya now retrieved withholding the balance of war. The prophecy shifting it was a fight for savior and power. Teeth bared Scar snarled.
"You've betrayed this family long enough. Give me the Scroll of Resistance!" Scar growled.
"I will never lend the scroll to you Scar. You will only use it to bring great darkness upon us all!" Jayson snarled back.
"I will use it to set things straight. You were always the naive one here Jayson. They've destroyed what was once ours. Without this scroll I won't be able to stop them, they're the ones who locked us away! Remember? And now you join them. What fool can you be?" Scar snarled, flickering his unsheathed claws in the light.
"I never wanted revenge I wanted to forgive them!" Jayson defended himself.
"And so you have. Foreseeing what they have done for what they are doing! They locked us in cages scared us till we're blue. You let them hurt us you let them kill our mother!" Scar yowled in a fury.
"Tamaria!" Jayson begged.
"That's not my name anymore!" Scar snarled shaking with such frustration as soaked fur drug over his face.
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Warriors of Mythic Falls (WIP)
AdventureA young warrior, an Alidor, training to become one of the best warriors of all. But little did she know that her whole life was about to change. Loosing everything she had she fights to protect those who still have a chance in this cruel world. Figh...
