Bancross

“Ethel, are you awake?”

There was no reply, though the corn-haired girl muttered slightly and hugged the blanket around herself.

High above the ground, an eagle is soaring over a small village surrounded by the great green grassland. It had learned in his early days that hunting the two leg’s animals could be a dangerous enterprise. Their sharp spears and arrows could tear him from the white clouded skies and bring him down into the eternal darkness. So he kept his distance, but something was drawing his attention towards the village nevertheless. 

Continued from A prelude to war - Part I

And so it would come at last to the village of Bancross; a battle borne on wicked feet, crowned with curved swords and jagged spears. A small but bitter taste of the on-going war reached this quiet gathering of homesteads on the plains not far from Edoras. 

((The kin members do not feel happy continuing writing the series of battles in this planned story line at the moment, due to world events. This is a short winding up of the tale so far. Others may post their summary as well. Further writing after the summaries will focus on more peaceful matters. )) 

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I saw two red eyes, with very narrowed pupils. The air was misted by rage fueled breath. Then the head went down. Horns to the fore.