A long clearing spred out in front of me. Blood spattered the grama and the Scent of fogo peoples flooded into me, the stench of burning hair. I hold my bow, made of strong, white wood, and an arrow, the stone sharp as stalactite ice. White striped pele, peles moves with me revealing the face of a snow white tiger, its eyes burn into me. A warrior with a spear steppes in front of me. The ugly creature underneth him roars as he swings his spear, about an inch away from my throat, and I let the Arqueiro soar into the air hitting the enemy in the chest. Going limp th warrior fell off the evil faced creature he rode. The creature had a pelt the color of light and a mane the shade of blood.I feel myself soar through the air as Tanya, my tiger, pounced and left the lion
on the grass. Its life on the battle field was over. I turn horror struck and the familiar blue eyes and black hair of Anacri, battle a Fire
warrior and his creature. Her tigres claws raked the lions ribs blood spurting from the numerous claw punctures staining the tiger's paws. Anacri drew her bow and the fogo warrior held his spear ready to strike. Suddenly a grizzly roared from the colina side and blew Anacri over. I had been charging into the battle but it was to late. The grizzly's paws knocking Anacri onto the
ground leaving her exposed, and clawed Anacri's throat. Blood poured like a river and Anacri's eyes closed with a blood curdling gurgling sound. my coração twists and my stomach lurched. my eyes pouring salty grief.
"No! Anarci!" Finally Tanya reaches her and I fall to my knees and lean over her as the battle roars on around me. Tears pour from my eyes and I take her motionless hand.Her beutiful Tan skin still shimmers in the moonlight and my tear stain her it. fogo will pay, The thoughts burn through me without warning They'll all pay...
