The Luna Choosing Game

Crack.

The bottom of the bow snapped from the pressure. What kind of weakly made –?

The boar jerked its head toward me, alerted now of my presence.

I was behind the tree but Silver was mostly exposed.

The boar kicked out the ground. It was going to charge!

“Silver, run!” I rushed from my cover to push the wolf into action. I wouldn’t see her get hurt, not if there

was something I could do about it.

The boar rushed forward, tusks first. With a horrible squealing noise, it tore through the underbrush,

twigs and leaves snapping underfoot.

Silver darted to the side, but I was too slow. The boar was coming right for me.

The boar was fast, but Silver was faster. She lunged at the boar, colliding with its side. It veered off

course, missing me by a few mere inches as I rolled out of the way.

She nosed at my side and helped me up onto my feet. As I put weight

I winced. I must have twisted it. I wouldn’t be able

go, Silver. I’ll climb a tree or

my side. Instead, it

for help? I

huffed and dug both feet into the dirt.

Silver lowered her

boar, monstrous and angry, didn’t

like a bat

ankle shot blinding hot pain

continuing right for

Silver darted forward.

an arrow flew through the tree line and plunged into the side of

second arrow immediately followed the first. Alm true, it felled the creature. The boar collapsed,

head turned toward the way the arrows had come from. I followed

anything yet. I heard them though, two figures

when he breeched the tree line. Julian was close behind him. Their wolf companions bounded forward, stopping to

know

dropped to his knees beside me. Holding his hands over me but never quite touching,

damage.

okay,” I said, grimacing. “It’s

begun to swell, pressing out against my