A bit of a state-the-obvious comment from Ryan. Cassie wiped the orange blood of her blade and sheathed her weapon. Monster blood never made for a particularly delightful colour. Least it was better than the stuff they had up North, which was acidic blood.
“Stating the obvious much,” Cassie remarked, kicking the corpse of the creature. This one had been a juvenile, skirting too close to the main encampment. A few missing animals they could cope with, but when it had started attacking the gate-keepers something had to change.
Which was the point they called in Cassie and Ryan.
“No, in a nice way,” Ryan remarked, grinning, “like the sky at sundown.”
Cassie rolled her eyes.
“You and your compliments,” Cassie remarked, “you should be a poet.”
“I could have been, had I not met you and go taste for monster hunting,” Ryan replied, still smiling, “take the head back to the garrison and get our reward? Heard the pie and ale in these parts is good.”
“Yes definitely,” Cassie replied, “we want to be within those walls before the sun goes down fully. I don’t particularly fancy meeting it’s fully grown version without a garrison behind me.”
Based upon the prompt from my January Edition of “Writing on Caffeine”. If you want more writing prompts & advice, sign up by clicking the button below!
Alex.J.Cobalt is a fantasy writer from the UK. When she’s not working away at her fantasy novel series, she posts free flash fictions on her website, along with regular blogs about writing.
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