Category: The Wulves and the Necromancer

Flowers were not high on the list of things that she expected to see at her brother’s grave. If she were being dramatic, she imagined the ground at his grave to be sapped of life and grey with death. Not allowing any plants to grow there and small animals would avoid it like an ill […]

It was the middle of the night and Ryza found herself coughing. To call it that wasn’t fair though. It was something more labored and deeper in her chest. Something she couldn’t taste. Something she couldn’t just touch. Something that was deeper. Hurt more.

The black wolf sprinted across the waters. Her nose was down at the ground trying to find a way out. The darkness hid the trees and the moon was dim in the sky. A barely crescent smile that usually was like a friend but now was a sneering foe. She didn’t know why the moon […]

Snow jogged through the streets holding a bag under her arm. A few vegetables and a pot from sting’s place. Quick errands to run for the three of them. Snow was craving a stew and she was sure she could make something similar to how her Gran made it and she definitely knew that Ryza […]

Ryza’s eyes opened and at first she saw nothing but darkness and her heartbeat accelerated. She sat up quickly and let out a muffled cry as she sank back down. But as she looked properly her eyes adjusted. She saw the dark stone ceiling. She could smell the sheets, smell the fur, and the air.

The pair of wulves raced out of the eastern border of the city and transitioned to the desert. The First was a lot faster than Ryza had realized, almost like she was flying as she leaped across the dunes. Ryza wasn’t quite so graceful but she was able to keep up.

“You really love this form, don’t you?” Snow looked at her blinking slowly and then nodded resting her massive head in Ryza’s lap. She turned and looked up at her, her ice blue eyes filled with Ryza’s face. She leaned forward and sniffed at her cheek licking it gently. The necromancer made a face but […]

The dark clouds that had threatened activity earlier finally made good on their promise. The sun was blocked out as a torrent of rain poured out on the desert. Most would consider this a reason to stay inside but, in the desert, this was a welcome change of events. The wind picked up, the air […]

The wind moved slowly over the short desert grass. The sands shifted gradually down the dunes as they did. The sun shone down with its harsh golden glare, accompanied by the trailing white clouds. The blue skies were welcoming now though in the distance there were dark grey clouds threatening something like rain.