Shasaria

Chapter 31: part 2 Switching Sides May pushed the locks of hair from her face and enjoyed the sight of a very sick tiger just a few steps from where she was. While she cleaned, Reia was offering him some medicine and she couldn’t help feel a little betrayed. He deserves to feel worse… She stopped sweeping and watched the ill tiger across the deck attentively. His handsome features were pale and wrinkled, his lips twisted in a disgusted grimace, his chest heaved and his hand braced his stomach withholding the pain. It didn’t exactly bring the satisfaction she thought it would and she groaned frustrated. She actually felt pre

Chapter 31: part 1 Switching Sides This was the worst time to have a nose itch, Rei thought while squished between Lion’O and Snarf in a not so cuddly way. They were pushed together and tied up like a can of sardines. A thick rope held them tight and at the mercy of sentient fish people. Apparently, pirates that drove a ship with two huge cannons that looked fairly advanced in contrast to the wooden vessel.   The colorful scaly fish people surrounded them. Most of the crew holding gun harpoons, a cook sharpening his knives and a pirate captain with the largest head she’d ever seen, staring at them like fresh meat. How could they

Chapter 30 Fish Bait Rei sat on the spread mat and tugged on the wool covers to protect the kittens from the sudden cold. Although they had fur, the change in the temperature could affect them. As Lynxaris had explained, cats as well as humans were vulnerable to harsh weather changes, especially in their young age. She gave them a kiss and dragged a lazy finger over Kit’s cheek. They looked so angelical and innocent while they slept that she fought the urge to laugh at the contrast. She listened carefully to how May explained how they’d met and the relationship with the kittens. Cheetara looked taken aback and was curious about

Chapter 29 The Journey Few hours of sleep and waking at the break of dawn weren’t something pleasant. May hated the daily camping routine. The harsh change of weather, the awkward moments of silence, the wary looks from Tygra and Lion’O’s grumpiness, drove her insane. The problem wasn’t the adventure. It was the company. After three days of walking through deserted plains and crossing huge canyons under the hot rays of the sun, it was impossible for her to tolerate the pretend King any longer. It was just frustrating to be pushed around and practically bullied without a single word of concern or appreciation towards

Chapter 28 Faces Lion'O kept looking back and she winced. May felt rotten inside, she couldn't imagine how the prince felt at this moment. Bringing her back to the pain she had experienced when she knew she'd never see grandma Willet, or when Panthro had left and she learned of his death, witnessing Jagnar struggle at the hand of the lizards… Yes she definitely was very familiar with the pain. Now they had many things in common she realized. They had all lost their home and loved ones. Life sucks on any planet I guess… Refusing to look back, she held Reia and moved as quickly as she could. Laser beams sounded from afar and a fin

Chapter 27 A Chance After all they had been through; she welcomed the rage and anger. Not even rest had calmed the urge of vengeance stirring inside. Feeling drained and beaten down made matters even worse. It was a day of unending trials that tested her body and patience with every step. A need for justice and peace fueled her muscles and gave birth to the dark side of her soul. The stench of her own sweat and dirty clothes along with her injured body was a constant reminder of how weak and frail she was. There was nothing worse than feeling powerless and broken inside. It ate away at her strength and will. It gave birth to a savage need

Chapter 26 Broken Reia moved alongside May, gulping mouthfuls of air as they watched the King and his son distance themselves even more. Cats were fast, not as much as the clerics, but enough to make their muscles grow weaker by the minute. Being stressed and tired didn't make it easier. She could hear lasers firing and thunderous sounds from behind. No doubt the clerics were still fighting against those mechanical monsters and lizards. The crackling of fire and rumble of buildings falling made her squint and shudder. Her surroundings were a constant reminder of the danger and doom the city was immersed in. The never ending shattering noises

Chapter 25 The Fall Hisses and whispers teased her ears. She could hear the incessant sounds all around her. They grew louder each time she tried to open her eyes only to be met by darkness. Mixed smells of blood, filth and piss wreaked her nose. She groaned as the pain of her stomach and face tingled with life again. There was a stone under her belly, and she enjoyed the cool sensation of the floor. Everything hurt a little more as she slowly regained her senses. Opening her eyes and focusing didn't help much to recognize where she was. She sniffled, and her clammy hands reached for her mouth and nose, only to find a sticky liquid over her

Chapter 23 No more waiting Maryam rubbed a tear away with the back of her hand, trying to stop the damn things from falling over her cheeks. But no matter how many times she harshly dried them away, they stubbornly came back. She sniffled and used the sheets of her bed to dry her face again. She didn’t want to see anyone right now. And she didn’t want to cry, crying was the least of things she wanted to do. Nonetheless, there she was, sitting in her bed heartbroken in the company of solitude and anger. She was angry at herself, at Lynxaris and at the entire world.   This teary display had to stop at some point, she reminded hers

Chapter 24 Cruel sounds of war Maryam walked hurriedly in the dark until she reached the plaza. The only thing showering light was Third Earth's two shiny moons. She secured her hood and moved further on. There was no sign of any lizard prisoners and the rock lay silently devouring the light around it. Everything was so hushed and unmoving, that it was hard not to feel fear bottling up. She looked everywhere paranoid of being caught or seeing any lizards come out of that thing. How could she walk by that huge Ore hill without feeling watched?. Plus she was alone. Or at least she thought she was, that is, up to the moment she heard an odd squ