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Pausing for a moment Raka dug down about a foot into the ground in order to get at the heavy dirt below in order to smother the flames that still licked the air. The flames fought back against the dirt as is it came down causing embers to fly up to catch the winds. Raka pointed at them as they drifted through her vision towards the trees, bushes, and leaves all around them. Jack understanding what was silently told began running abound stomping on the embers as they touched down. Raka stood idly by their smoldering cook fire when out of the corner of her eye she saw Jack stoop down for something. As he came back up in his hand was a skinned

Raka’s anxiety built by the second and her incessant pacing had those around her glaring in irritation. Even even tempered Reese was having a hard time with her and that’s saying something. Finally he couldn’t take it any longer and as she once again walked past him barely missing his head by centimeters Reese reached out the grasp her ankle. This in turn cased her to jump unusually then stare down at him with what could only be embarrassed curiosity. “You need to relax. Sit down. Just watching you is tiring.” He said gesturing with his hand to ground. Sighing heavily Raka made to sit down the knot of anxiety s

Raka reached out and tapped Jack’s shoulder. “First we need to do a body check.” She turned to look at the rest of the group “Who’s hurt and how bad is it?” Once she made sure everyone was moving Raka reached back to grasp her tail. Bring it forward she saw that the wound was caked with dirt and blood. Gently rubbing the nasty stuff off Raka then got a clear view of what the wound looked like. Apparently the door had closed on her tail the skin and fur that had been covering the last half inch of her tail was now gone, her tail had essentially been degloved. Exhaling slowly Raka knelt down and touched he

Raka whirled around heart pounding as the doorway stood empty of any pups or swords. Rushing to the first open door Raka scanned the area beyond. Nothing. Not a whisper of padded paws or the gentle whine of a blade being carried. Taking a deep breath she waved the others to her then gestured to the hidden doorway. “You guys go through there. Keep going up, don’t turn back. Don’t LOOK back. I’m going after Jack. We’ll meet you at the top.” Raka forced the words out as she made her way to and through the hidden doorway. Knowing that her ears would pick up the faintest a noises Raka opened them up once more.

An elderly dingo woman stood over the body of a dead office worker. Her body was littered with cuts and bullet holes that bled profusely. Her shoulders heaved with the effort to inhale and exhale. Her eyes were unfocused as she stared down at the man at her feet. The sound of metal scraping against metal had to been the pipe sticking out of the man’s side and the woman’s glove. It covered her entire hand to about an inch above her wrist. Slowly the woman turned towards the far wall where two other people were huddled in a ball of fear. The woman’s approach was off balanced; she stumbled and tripped over nothing. Once she w

Raka sat staring at the countless math equations that had become her punishment for the day. Sighing heavily she watched as the numbers began to float off the page. This happened frequently when faced with page upon page of brain teasing equations. This particular day came with not only floating numbers but also a migraine that compounded the situation. With a gentle moan Raka rubbed her temples attempting to give some relief but to no avail. The moan did how ever attract the attention of her sister who was seated near by scanning through her history homework. “Raka? What’s wrong?” Rena’s voice was soft, gentle. It al

A small piece of stone lay hidden under the shadow of the vast tree sitting near by. The shadow like tendrils of a living creature waiting to envelope any and all who happen to stumble onto them. The stone was a soft what the lettering on it spelled out a name whom was long forgotten. Or so we thought Standing before it a small group of people peered down in a pained silence. This small group compromised of four beings that were touched by the silence of one young girl. Her silent calls of help fell on deaf ears as those around her went about their daily lives oblivious to all around them. The young woman whom covered the story of the month