Wednesday, January 23, 2013

To Catch a Butterfly - Part 3

Just click on the links for PART 1 and PART 2.

With a single swoop of his sword, the rope was cut and January fell to the ground. Getting her bearings she threw the net off and leapt to her feet, drawing a dagger from her boot.

"Ahhh, come on January. I thought you were going to play nice." Lord Brovaka laughed and sheathed his sword.

"You thought wrong." January ran full speed toward Lord Brovaka, she leapt and twisted in the air planting a heel to the strong jaw of Lord Brovaka, before landing on her feet in a defensive position.

"Ouch." Lord Brovaka rubbed his jaw, before sporting a wicked smile. "I like it rough, pet."

Letting out a low whistle, January found herself surrounded by Lord Brovaka's men.

She looked at the men surrounding her, there was no getting out of this mess alone. She only hoped her butterfly friends had found someone a little more warrior-like than the woodpecker or some squirrels.

"So it takes an army to capture one woman?" January threw her dagger on the ground.

"I do what needs done." Lord Brovaka sauntered up to January. "A lesson you will learn before our time is over." He caressed her cheek.

January fought the urge to vomit. "My father will kill you."

"Not if I kill him first," a voice boomed from the cliff.

January's heart leapt as Garnet stood on the cliff just above Lord Brovaka and his men.

Lord Brovaka held his arms up. "I'm afraid you are at a disadvantage, my friend." He gestured around them. "It is an army against one. The odds are not in your favor."

Garnet smirked. "Who said I was alone?"

On cue animals of all shapes and sizes surrounded the men. The men cowered as wolves, cougars and bears bared their teeth and large eagles and other birds soared dangerous close to their heads. Just behind the carnivores stood deer, elk and moose. Littered between were the smaller animals, porcupines, opossums, raccoons and of course, January's dear butterflies. All ready for a fight.

"What are you scared of?" shouted Lord Brovaka. "They're the same animals we hunt every day. Think of all the riches we will get from their skins. Attack!"

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