CHAPTER THIRTEEN

In Chapter Thirteen  Portia's plans to deal with Amara begin to unfold, and an interesting bit about Graw in revealed, before the King of the Western Ridge Pride finds something else to do with his day... Come take a peek at the raw footage...

CHAPTER 13

      In the months that followed, Amara, at the request of Bas a’ Rhinn, spent considerable time in a cave near to where Graw’s home stood at the base of the mountain. For the safety of the Raepuwa town, she was to use it as a place to reflect and practice her craft. They found that fire was not her only talent. She was balanced, as many never were. Fire and Ice came to her in equal measure, tied directly to her emotions. Anger was combustive while her sorrow brought bitter cold. Bas a’ Rhinn taught her to channel, to perform small meditations to focus her feelings. To make her desires second nature, her thoughts had to become instincts that she could call up when she pleased, not only when needed.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Join me in a tale of the First Raepuwa Pride. As the images pour forth from the smoky lips of Bas a' Rhinn, Portia schemes and Amara finds a new "talent." As always comments and critiques are encouraged.

CHAPTER TWELVE

           Outside the mediation chamber of Bas a’ Rhinn, the Raepuwa danced and mingled. The Homecoming Celebration had begun, the mornings dissent becoming a far memory for most of them. It was the beginning of the Prides season of leisure. Throughout the short spring and summer, they worked hard, gathering produce, hunting and fishing the melted bogs and streams of the land. Trading with the other Prides, for what items they could not retrieve on their own, due to strictly adhered to territory treaties. They had no system of commerce between them; each Pride was governed by a lead pair, who was responsible for the community.  They kept the territory lines and commanded the sentries at their lands borders. Keeping a fragile kind of peace, that for the Northern Ridge Pride was often tested by those of the Western Ridge. Their leader Kai occasionally sending sentries and hunting parties into the valley in attempts to gain acreage. 

         This was why Bas a’ Rhinn wanted Amara.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Chapter 11 while short is meant to be no less heated as the last, albeit the flames are of anger, jealousy, and vengeance. The lines are now being drawn across the snow...

                                           CHAPTER 11

          “She’s got to go! Do you see? Can’t you see? Look what she did to me! She’s a liar! She claimed she needed help from you, Bas a’ Rhinn. But she did fine all by herself, now didn't she?” Portia was standing in the square, screaming and hissing. Showing off the charred flesh of her arms. Having drawn a crowd, as the Raepuwa left their dwellings to start the homecoming celebration. This was supposed to be a time of laughter, it was tradition, but after the nights events it was shaping up to be a lynching.