Blackfoot Forest Broken And Bloody

I'll add you to the Khalas list ;)

indentThe camp they had established in was comfortable enough to consider staying there for a longer wile. There were no mountains bothering them, except of couse the ones in the west, but that was the only thing that cut their sight in miles. And it felt a bit more like home. Just not enough to claim it as such.

indentThere was also a forest to the south. Thick and quite large, and Rakharo often patroled the flatland close to the treeline to make sure nothing came out of it to destroy his small Khalas. He had to be precautious still, knowing tat they were still vulnerable. So far it had all been okay, no one bothered them too much, and he felt tranquil to turn around north and gather with his Khalas. But the scent of fresh blood drifted to his nostrils, making his spine hairs rise.

indentHe followed the scent until he found a laying wolf not too deep inside the forest. She was vulnerable. Easy to get rid of. But something called the Khal's attention just before he darted to kill the female. She had just eaten a rabit. A large one. And by her looks Rakharo easily decifred that she wasn't a pack wolf. She had caught the rabbit alone, in a poor physical state. She had to be pretty fast to do such a thing.

indent"Svaust majaka wux batobot, aesthyr? the Khal asked, knowing that it had been her who had caught it. And then repeated, knowing that as she was asleep she wouldn't get the message the first time. "Wer achthend, svaust majaka coi ekess wux?"