User blog:Clockworthy/The Last Reguba

Clearly, Holly and I have the same problem, hehe. This is just to see what I can do on a whim.

Konel was still on the ground, head at an unnatural angle. Fleare didn't need to check to see he was dead. She couldn't move, anyway. An arrow through her ear pinned the squirrelmaid to the tree. Pulling away as hard as she could just caused the hole in her ear to bleed more profusely.

The tree was burning from the top down. Embers dropped upon her as she shook and pulled harder. She hadn't been afraid before, but seeing her caretaker on the ground, neck snapped and glowing ashes burning the once-strong body, Fleare's bravery had left as soon as her feeling of safety.

She was not certain of what had happened. One moment, she was dozing off, and the next thing she knew, she was screaming and kicking as an arrow cut through her.

"That was for Velvrim. Pray I don't return, for even I have honor enough not to directly kill a defenseless."

Finally, her un-experienced paw snapped the shaft piece between fur and trunk. She staggered back woozily, eventually falling on her back, awakening the pain of more injuries she hadn't felt herself sustain.

''That's it, then. No one else to die.'' Thought the last Reguba. Her head fell into a paste of blood and dirt as she lost consciousness.