Prehnite - Chapter One | Snow

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CHAPTER ONE -Snow- Ash sniffled in the cold. The wind was freezing, and snow fell softly on his nose. He shivered as the wind picked up and began to blow even faster. He fell in behind a taller fox to avoid the wind, only to be yelled at by General Sabre. He wrapped his long green scarf tighter around his neck and pulled his grey bushy tail in closer around his legs. Only two weeks ago he had been made an official Fox Tribe soldier, and now was being taken away to an outpost in the middle of the stupid mountains where they Fought with Snow Leopard Tribe. Ash didn't remember much about his past. His trainers had told him that his mother had not wanted him and thrown him onto the streets. Ash had trained just as well as all the other training foxes in the barracks, and now he had been chosen to go out to war with the Leopards. The wolf King, Smoulder, had the Fox tribe working for him as well as his own army. Ash risked a quick glance at General Sabre. He was a wolf. Sabres dark black fur blew in the freezing wind and his eyes blazed ahead like bright green circles of fire. He wore a thick red coat (the uniforms that only wolf generals wore) and he had a deadly sword sheathed to his belt. All the fox soldiers wore brown or green clothes, scarfs on their necks and some had Armor on their arms and legs. Ash had Dark green cloths and a lighter green scarf. His ears were tucked into a soft grey beanie that he had scavenged from the dead body of a young Snow Leopard soldier. Ash put his paw up to brush away icicles that had started to form on his whiskers, then pulled up one end of the scarf and held it around his snout. He looked up as the line suddenly stopped. General Sabre held his paw up. The archers at the front and back ends redied their bows, while the rest of the soldiers unsheathed their swords. Everyone was crouched down. Suddenly an ear-splitting yowl echoed around the clifftops. A wave of white uniformed soldiers streamed down on them. Snow Leopards As one jumped in front of Ash, he drew his sword. The Snow warrior in front of him held two curved swords and on his belt, he wore several sharp daggers. The Leopard bared its fangs and leaped at Ash. It narrowly missed Ash as he jumped out of the way. Another fox soldier jumped over to defend him, while he scrambled to get up. It was Cactus. She fought the Snow Soldier with great strength, her dark sand- coloured fur frosted by the wind. her long tail sweeping backward and forward as she blocked another blow. Ash leaped at another Leopard who came up behind Cactus. The leopards fur looked mattered and torn from the wind. Each of his black spots, were now grey from age and the frigid wind. Ashes sword met with the one in the Leopard's paws, making a horrible clanging noise, as they scraped against each other. He spun around and tried to hook his leg around the Snow Soldiers. The soldier growled and kicked Ashes foot away, setting him off balance, but before he fell to the ground Cactus was there to catch him, still battering at curved swords. Yowls and roars echoed off the snow drifts and blood stained the snow. Ash felt a sharp pain on his ankle. He yowled in agony and fell to the ground. He looked down at his foot. A blade had torn through his boot and cut into his flesh. Ash reached for his sword, but a pair of battling soldiers kicked it just out of reach. He tried to shuffle over to it, but Cactus backed up in front of him. She now had three Snow soldiers facing her. Ash tried to make his way around her and let out a cry as someone pulled him back by his tail. Whoever it had been, began to run, slinging Ash over his or her shoulder. Ash began to slip from the soldiers grasp and his head slammed into a rock, or maybe it had been a block of ice. Ash groaned and closed his eyes as his world faded into darkness. <><><><>