wrath

Hmm! Nice and quick thread, that was fun.

He didn't want to see this chance escape him. That the stranger could double back at a moments notice and pass him by, heading straight for Maera - it was enough to make Njal give chase, even in his weakened state. He felt the sting of pain in his side, the ache in his limbs where bruises would no doubt surface, but he plunged in to the creek regardless - hot on the heels of the enemy. But the man was gone too quickly for him. Once more Njal was left in the cold, alone with his aches and his failures.