The Warrior Inside

Chapter 1
The monkey brought the news, brought the news of was from the far-east. He howled it out with such pain and velocity you would've believed he was getting stabbed. He stood on a circular platform made from redwood, 5 inches from the ground, and screamed. He thought of, in months, the Spear Clan running down the mountain side wearing fox's heads soaked in blood over thier ears. He shuddered. Thier swords would be covered in blood, and hopefully not his.

"Halt!" Cried a wolf in the shadows. Greely stepped forward, ambled to the platform, then perched on it. "The Spear Clan were destroyed in the battle of bognör decades ago, our allies forced them into a ravine, were our finest archers killed every, single, one."

"I was told by Mira herself that they are hungrier than ever now the King is dead!"

"Mira lay soaked in a pool of blood, she fell at bognör as well, child."

"But..."

"RUN ALONG!" spoke greely scaldingly.