The Crown of Humatora

Run! (part 3)

I wailed at the side of my dying mother in front of me. Charging at Gandor, I planted my jaw on his shoulder, while he let go of my mother. He tried to fight back, but then, I do what I should do in the first place.

I drained Gandor’s blood, I seep into it, though it’s repulsive, I hate the taste of his blood. But it’s working, he drops into the ground, whimpering, I take his blood, and also his stamina. He lost his consciousness. Transforming back into my elven self, my mother called me with her last breath.

Holding her body closely, she handed me she finished pouches with three color roses.

“Go, find your father, your true fathers.”

“What? I thought he was dead?”

Coughing blood, she smiled. “No, he is alive, sleeping, in one of the tombs of the undead… Tomb with roses…”

I whimpered, while her eyes flickering, she almost gone, my poor mother, my beautiful mother.

“Mother… don’t leave me… please…”

“Go, child, find him… find your true mate… Run… For me, who’s… who’s helpless and always dependable.”

“Noo… Mother! Mother!”

“Remember… the three-color moon will always guide you… remem… remember me… always.”

Her body lay still, while her eyes open wide, she’s dead. I cried and tried to close her eyes.

“Oh my hell! What happened?! You! What are you doing to your own mother?!”

Turning around to see three warriors, he looks at Gandor's unconscious body.

“You… you killed your mother and attack the Alpha! Our warlord!” Screamed one of them.

I know I have done for, I need to run, as fast as I could. I put my deceased mother carefully on the ground, and hold tightly into her precious pouch, that she gave me.

“I will find him, mother… Thank you for a hundred years of love and devotion… I love you.”

Kissing her forehead, I tied the pouch at my shoulder, and then transform into my she-wolf. I run as fast as I can from the camp. Leaving my past life behind.

Running as fast as I can, climbing up at hills, descending to the valley, marking false direction. I know what I have to do, to avoid my trackers for a while.

Gandor have some skill trackers, but I have what they don’t have. Stamina, from drinking blood, I could go on without resting, if I pushed myself.

I need to reach Gandor’s borderland, when I have reached it, I will be free for quite some time, because he needs a permit to enter another warlord's land. I don’t have time to mourn, I will mourn after I reach the border, I will finally have some time to cry for my mother.

For now, I need to do anything to survive. Reaching the border is the way, hopefully, I will reach the border in one day of the yellow moon. Take a break for one or two hours on the yellow moon, I don’t have the luxury to even catch a break, I know, Gandor’s warriors are in pursuit.

Finally, after the exhausting two and a half-day of yellow moon, I reach the border. I saw an old and dilapidated hut, hopefully, there will be a tunic that I could wear, temporarily. Transformed back to my elven self, I ransacked the hut and thankfully, there’s a cupboard full of tunics, though a bit musty, there are several that I could take and use. To pay my respect, I put 3 bronze coins on the cupboard. The pouch that my mother gave me, contains some coins, it should be enough for quite some time.

I wear the tunic and short pants from the cupboard, while I make a ragged fabric bag, to put some of the old but wearable tunics, while I tied my rose pouch, carefully on my neck. I’m ready to go away, I couldn’t stay long, even though the Warriors are stopping pursuing, they will be hot on pursuit again after the warlord in the area give their permission.

Looking at my back, I saw Gandor’s land, my tears are fallen, while I take more steps farther from the land, While Gandor never gave me his fatherly love, I had so many fond memories about my brothers and also, my mother.

I walk for almost three hours of the yellow moon before I have finally seen a small camp, a bit wary to go inside, I take a sigh and go to the small camp. I saw children running around, though they were a bit afraid when they first saw me. I could smell they’re not pups of werewolves, a different clan.

“Hello, are you lost, dear?”

Someone talking to me From behind, I turn around to see a small old lady, with a wide smile on her face.

“Hello, yes, I came from the east border, doesn’t know much about this part of the area.”

The old lady tried to gaze upon me and I can see her eyes full of sympathy. She took me into her hut and even gave me a porridge to eat.

While chewing on my food a little bit enthusiastically.

“You must be very hungry, dear, here, eat more.” Said the nice old lady.

“Thank you, I was very hungry.”

“Where are you going? You seem not very well prepared for a journey.”

I take a look at my ragged clothes and awkwardly smiled at the old lady, “Yes, I… I lost my things along the way “

“Poor girl, let me give you new tunics and pants to wear.”

“No, it’s okay.”

“It’s fine, dear, the tunic is not a very new one, it’s my daughter’s clothes.”

The old lady handed me an old but fresh tunic and pants, which I gratefully accepted. After I wear the new clothes, the old lady told me to sleep inside the room of the hut. I take her offer, because, somehow I felt so tired and needed a rest.

Laying my head on a simple but plush bed of the hut, I begin to drift into sleep, but then, my nose catches another scent, the scent that is weird to be in the bed in the first place. Smells of blood, it is faint but surely there, and it wasn’t just on the bed, also on the floor and the wall.

I grab my pouch and put it back in my neck. Something is off, I couldn’t hear any voices, at all.

“Hell, am I being drugged?”

I could feel my eyes are getting heavier, tried to stay awake by biting into the inner part of my mouth, it’s hurt so bad.

“Hell, what did they use to drug me?”

Opening the door, grateful that the old lady trusted her drug so much, she doesn’t even lock her door. I sneak outside the huts, and with my hearing ability, I’ll be able to hear the old lady talking with someone.

“Where’s the girl?” Said the unknown.

“Inside my hut, ready to be carved, she will be a delicacy, we rarely ate such a beautiful werewolf, before.”

The unknown elven is laughing, I can ever hear him salivating. For hell, they’re cannibals!

“Let me gather all of the necessary people and equipment, you should guard your hut, for now.”

The old lady just chuckles, “Of course my chief,”

Chief? So, this is just the part of the larger camp, of course, I knew that it couldn’t be the main camp after all, but it means this warlord area is much bigger than Gandor’s area.

Though, I need to get away from this crazy old lady. Crouching behind the door of her hut, I’m going to ambush her. I hear the creaking of the door, my breath is getting heavier, a little more time. I heard the footsteps, coming inside, and before she could even realize it, I jump at her. Grabbing her neck closer, I took a bit on her neck.

I heard the whimper come into her, she tried to scream, but, too late, I have the upper hand. I seep the blood on her veins, and finally recognized what clan she was, a Were clan, a flying kind.

When she finally passes out from the loss of blood, I also regain my strength. It seems to drinking blood also cured me of the effects of the drugs.

“Good, I have my stamina and also my health now. Time to go.”

Before I could open the door back, someone came inside the hut and closed it In a hurry, he even tackle me to the ground.

“Hell… what?”

The elven close my mouth before I could even scream.