losing edge

when i came to i was lying on the floor and was wet, the wetness felt warm. instinctively i got up and the pain that shot through my head was sufficient enough to nearly scare me into unconsciousness

a minute or so to gather my essence together and then i had look around me when i could not see antyhing i got frustrated and was going to scream when i realised

‘ crap! its night and i am in a dark alleyway’

then there were these two miny lights glowing and one second i could see them in the dark far away,the next they were on topof me and i could barely make out the the outline of a feline, maybe it was a hexapuma about to rip out my throat, but then i realised i could feel only four limbs,must be a cat i thought, and the amused bleak reminded me that it was not a cat but a treecat. i wondered, what is it doing here? as the treecat snuggled close to me i started to sense its presence mentally, then like the brigh flash of flash grenades i froze in shock of realisation;this little fellow must havebonded me to save me from those bastards. i checked myself again and made sure i wasnt bleeding, but then to whom did the wamr liquid belong to? or was it just urine?

a low melancholy and also angry bleak brought me back to reality, it must be the treecats, but was it blood? i smelled it;it didnt tasste like urine, so it must be blood or something else, feeling the treecat i realised it was not bleeding and i was relived like never before.

then as i started to get up i felt a shoulder under my hand, feeling along i could feel the gouged neck of a human.

hexapuma and treecat credit goes to david weber

everythign else is mine, this is just a section of a larger passage i wrote inspired by david weber’s Honor Harrington series

~ by amrassyndjinn on September 26, 2007.