blue-eyes
Phoenix
- Joined
- Jul 28, 2010
- Location
- Among the stars
So, here it is! (I could not think of a name.)
Harley threw a knife, impaling it only millimeters from the spot she had been aiming for. She was standing in the middle of a clearing, practicing her aim. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. Her dull green tunic had many leather pockets near the waist and shoulder. One of the pockets was empty. They usually held most of her throwing and combat knives, but she also had one hidden in a secret mechanism in her sleeve.
Whoosh! Another knife impaled itself next to the other. Then three more, all in a period of four seconds. Crack! Harley spun to her left and threw a knife into the tree next to the sound.
“AHH!” a voice yelled, and Harley laughed.
“If you don’t want me to throw knives at you, then don’t sneak up on me,” she said, a smile on her face as Bryce, her childhood friend, emerged from the treeline. He had short brown hair and light blue eyes, was the same age as Harley, 14, and was wearing a brown tunic, with his special staff slung across his back.
He removed the knife from the tree and handed it to her. She slid it into a pocket near her right shoulder and started pulling out the 5 other knives. “So, why did you come?” she asked, after sliding all her knives into their pockets.
“Tae asked me to come find you. I think she wanted to have lunch,” Bryce said, and he started walking toward the spot he had emerged from, Harley behind him.
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“Thanks again Tae,” Harley said, looking at her friend. Tekara, know as Tae by her friends, had dark brown hair pulled back into two braids, and was wearing a short pale green dress, brown leather boots, and had a silver pendant with a single green stone in it. She also had her twin curved daggers and a longbow with her, both family heirlooms. The daggers had groves in the blades, handles wrapped in soft leather, and her longbow had many intricate designs on it, and was strung, as usual.
“Welcome,” Tekara said quietly, as she usually did. She had made lunch for Harley, Bryce, and herself, and they were both grateful. Bryce had left for his house. Harley and Tekara were walking toward the same clearing Harley was at earlier, and they were almost at the treeline when a figure jumped from one of the trees, a serious expression on his normally happy face. He had short brown hair and blue eyes, and he was around 10.
“Your father is dead,” Will said, looking at Harley.
Chapter 1
Harley threw a knife, impaling it only millimeters from the spot she had been aiming for. She was standing in the middle of a clearing, practicing her aim. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. Her dull green tunic had many leather pockets near the waist and shoulder. One of the pockets was empty. They usually held most of her throwing and combat knives, but she also had one hidden in a secret mechanism in her sleeve.
Whoosh! Another knife impaled itself next to the other. Then three more, all in a period of four seconds. Crack! Harley spun to her left and threw a knife into the tree next to the sound.
“AHH!” a voice yelled, and Harley laughed.
“If you don’t want me to throw knives at you, then don’t sneak up on me,” she said, a smile on her face as Bryce, her childhood friend, emerged from the treeline. He had short brown hair and light blue eyes, was the same age as Harley, 14, and was wearing a brown tunic, with his special staff slung across his back.
He removed the knife from the tree and handed it to her. She slid it into a pocket near her right shoulder and started pulling out the 5 other knives. “So, why did you come?” she asked, after sliding all her knives into their pockets.
“Tae asked me to come find you. I think she wanted to have lunch,” Bryce said, and he started walking toward the spot he had emerged from, Harley behind him.
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“Thanks again Tae,” Harley said, looking at her friend. Tekara, know as Tae by her friends, had dark brown hair pulled back into two braids, and was wearing a short pale green dress, brown leather boots, and had a silver pendant with a single green stone in it. She also had her twin curved daggers and a longbow with her, both family heirlooms. The daggers had groves in the blades, handles wrapped in soft leather, and her longbow had many intricate designs on it, and was strung, as usual.
“Welcome,” Tekara said quietly, as she usually did. She had made lunch for Harley, Bryce, and herself, and they were both grateful. Bryce had left for his house. Harley and Tekara were walking toward the same clearing Harley was at earlier, and they were almost at the treeline when a figure jumped from one of the trees, a serious expression on his normally happy face. He had short brown hair and blue eyes, and he was around 10.
“Your father is dead,” Will said, looking at Harley.
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