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       #Post#: 27536--------------------------------------------------
       The shack in safety.
       By: Sacha Breznyev Date: February 2, 2016, 12:37 pm
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       During the war,
       Brimstone fell from the sky and ashes petrified innocents.  The
       sky became dark and the weather cold. So much villagers died.
       The crone had lost control over her wrath  and her magic. The
       once pretty little village was now smoking ruins covered in
       ashes.
       The Dire wolf rose from the debris and cough a little blood. He
       was badly wounded and probably the only survivor after Valentine
       left. He noticed another figure standing in the middle of the
       village. He walked  and realised he had a sprain. The "walk"
       was painful and the frail stature standing before him was no one
       else than the crone herself. The frail old witch had a grimace
       on her face. Was it close to a smile?
       The old woman spoke to him.: "Happy now? Your precious little
       Valentine brought this upon us. That stranger poisoned her and
       now everyone died but you. "
       He had chill down his spine and the old she wolf fell into the
       ashes and her body grew cold. She was dead leaving Sacha and
       Valentine sole survivors of their kind. The hulking male walked
       in pain to the woods and he sat down by the river. He snapped a
       few branches and ripped off a part of his shirt to tie up the
       branches to his leg. He removed his leather armor and his
       clothes and tried to go in the water to wash his wounds and
       face. The walked out of the water to sit down by an oak tree and
       fell asleep. He needed rest and this part of the woods was a
       very pretty one  and eventually he woke up and  putted his
       clothes and armor back on to go back to his shack where he knew
       no one would come in.
       To get in the said shack  he needed to climb and his sprained
       ankle was painful. That and every bleeding wound. He was panting
       exhausted had to wait under the tree on which his shack was
       built upon. The exhaustion drifted him to sleep again.
       #Post#: 27572--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The shack in safety.
       By: Sacha Breznyev Date: February 15, 2016, 6:50 pm
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       Hours , maybe a day later. He woke up with undergrowth covering
       him. He had been found and his wounds treated but, by whom? He
       stood up breaking the roots , briars and other foliage and
       cracked his bones. Someone saved him and that was all. He
       climbed his tree and entered the place he called home. A wooden
       shack and noticed that valentine left him a basket before the
       war.
       Her jams and other treats were the very welcomed. His body felt
       he hadn't eaten for days. The bread was a little dry but he
       would survive.
       #Post#: 27676--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The shack in safety.
       By: Sacha Breznyev Date: May 12, 2016, 8:41 pm
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       After a meal he fell again into a deep sleep until the next
       evening when he heard a cry in the wind. She was alive and in
       pain. "Valentine.." he muttered to himself when he opened his
       eyes he was still alone. He knew he was her guardian and mentor
       but he stayed behind and left her alone. His every bones cracked
       loudly when he tried to sit but he wouldn't be stopped that
       easily. He stood up and grabbed his weapons and walked outside
       the shack and climbed down the ladder.
       He walked for hours before he had to stop. His leg wouldn't
       respond because he was still in pain and he sat by a tree,
       readied an arrow and shot down a wild bird. "finally some decent
       food.." he sighed and tried to stand and walk up to the dead
       creature but he fell in midway. He needed to do something about
       his leg. He needed a walking stick. The dire wolf decided he'd
       throw his axe to chop off a branch he'd use to patch his leg and
       as a walking stick. Pulling all his strenght together he thrown
       the heavy tool and chopped a few branches in a single shot. "now
       the complicated part.." he said before enchanting two arrows to
       create a net out briars and foliage and used it to drag the
       heavy chopped wood to him.
       It took him hours to pull, cut and carved the branches but now
       he had a simple support on his ankle and a heavier one to help
       him walk. But obviously he wouldn't be fast but he could walk
       and carry his weapons and his quarry along the way.
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       Re: The shack in safety.
       By: Sacha Breznyev Date: May 20, 2016, 10:17 am
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       The dire wolf walked for hours in the forest until he finally
       reached the outskirt of the forest where a tiger was working on
       a strange metallic engine before him. His instinct warned him as
       it was a stranger but now he had to find Valentine and nothing
       would stop him. The tiger looked a the wounded dire wolf and
       waved a hand covered in grease. " Hoy camarade, are you lost ?
       Because you seem to be in bad shape. Maybe i can help?" But
       Sacha didn't responded and walked to him carefully. But the
       tiger approached him and he was as big as him and helped him to
       sit in the pickup box." Sit there that will allow you to rest.
       What is your name?" He had a very familiar accent from the
       nortern region. Maybe this stranger could be of some help.."By
       looking at you i can deduce that you are a hunter and by the
       look you give that you're looking for someone. Maybe i can drive
       you somewhere? The highway is not far and i am almost done
       repairing the engine of my vehicular transportation. It is not a
       tank but it will do. I have myself have to go on the highway.
       Complicated story. Now hold tight and i will finish the
       repairs."
       The tiger awfully talking too much but maybe he would be useful
       after all. While the repairs where ongoing Sacha heard a message
       in the wind vam luchshe vzyat' s soboy strashnuyu zadnitsu zdes'
       i seychas . Ponyal ?"  It was Poe, which meant that Valentine
       needed him he was about to get out of the box when he heard the
       engine starting. "Roars like baby! Come on the passenger seat it
       will be more comfortable! " And the tiger walked to him and
       helped him sit on the passenger seat. "Don't forget belt we no
       want police officer!" he said joking although Sacha understood
       nothing and the tiger started to drive to highway with a huge
       vehicular transportation adapted to their tall statures.
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