Here is chapter 1, I hope that all of you like it! It tried my best to make it interesting, but it didn’t help that my device deleted it, so I had to restart last night, but I think this is better.

May God bless every one of you and Bear the Flame!

Oh, and I hope that y’all had a great week so far and don’t give me all the credit for this it was @Kaleb’s idea. And btw thank you for the idea @Kaleb! Any and all feedback would be appreciated you guys and if you have any ideas, I would love to know them. I’m done talking now or should I say typing…lol… this is written M. G. P. and I’m sorry if I don’t word this right I don’t talk to people much, even through a screen…happy reading!🥕🐇

Chapter 1:

Rain poured down from the sky. The trees shook and swayed back and forth in the mighty wind. Lightning tore through the sky and stuck the ground around. Thunder boomed in loud successions and he ran. He ran in the storm as fast as he could. The wet ground slick beneath his feet. He ducked as lightning streaked past his head. He kept a claymore by his side, along with a bow and quiver on his back. He carried a basket of carrots in one hand, he had stolen them. And now he was being chased by Daggler’s rabbits. He didn’t want to steal, and he knew he would get in trouble by his older brother Duncan. But he couldn’t help it. He was so hungry, and he didn’t have anything to eat. He ran around a corner and hide behind a building. He was gasping for breath, water dripping from his clothes and soaked blonde fur. His lungs hurt and his limbs protested at the thought of going any further.

He heard one of the rabbit’s yell, “Stop!”

He took a deep breath then ran out from behind the building. He saw a rabbit gaining on him, so he tried to run faster, but it was impossible. He was tired and wet, he just wanted to eat and be somewhere safe and dry. Then he felt someone grab him from behind and before he knew it, he was slung to the ground. Then the rabbit jumped on top of him and began hitting him over and over. He tried to block it but that wasn’t working. It hurt so bad; all he had wanted was some carrots. He tried to move around to get loose, but the rabbit was to much for him. It felt like it would never end.

But it finally did. He laid there for a while, he thought they might have left. But then he was grabbed by the shirt and lifted off the ground. He looked into the snarling face of one of Daggler’s bucks. The buck then put a sword to his throat, a smile on his face. Was this the end? All over a basket of carrots? The buck pressed the sword closer; he felt a cut. The sword was close, close enough to his throat to end his life.