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.

me. She nosed at my side and helped me up onto

winced. I must have twisted it. I

Silver. I’ll climb

my side. Instead, it leaned its head

for help? I wasn’t

faced us again. It huffed and dug both feet into the

howling done, Silver lowered her ears.

angry, didn’t

forward like a bat

ankle shot blinding hot pain

continuing right

Silver darted forward.

and plunged into the side of the boar. It

arrow immediately followed the first. Alm true,

the

them though, two figures rushing

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

relieved, to see all of them and know I was safe, that I collapsed

alarmed. He pushed toward me even faster than before. He dropped to his knees beside me. Holding his hands over me but never quite touching, he seemed to

damage.

said, grimacing. “It’s just

both looked down. It had already begun to swell,