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It had been three days since Swartt's great horde had resumed its march southwest from the stream. In that time, the Warlord's luck had taken a turn for the better; not only had he rid himself of the crows that had been torturing his soldiers, but he had acquired a good deal more. Two days earlier, Nightshade had been sent out in search of a possible solution to their crow problem. She had found a gorge, riddled with caves, and the horde had taken shelter in them. As it turned out, however, a tribe of foxes already inhabited the caves. Once they had taken care of the crows outside,
Bluefen's Story - Ch.7The Warlord's WifeBluefen's Story - Ch.7 by ~Phoenix-Vampyrum
Swartt ordered the horde to break camp at midmorning. Toting everything they had managed to salvage from the charred ruin of the site, the mass of creatures began their lengthy march southwest. At the rear of the horde, Sixclaw stood with a line of archers gathered around a fire. He ordered burning arrows to be fired into the pine grove of the crows, baring his red fangs in a malicious grin as a torrent of flame erupted from the natural firetrap when the arrows hit.
Bluefen was marching alongside Nightshade near the front of the horde. She looked over her shoulder to see the pit