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Chapter 4 : A Heart of Gold
Kuna lay her body flat and beat her wings in a slow steady rhythm. Far below her lay a river-crossed expanse of grass and wildflowers surrounded by enormous mountains. She curled the edges of her wings to her body and dipped gracefully into a wide downward spiral towards the valley. Joined by Cynder, she curved towards a wooded corner of the valley from which smoke rose from cooking fires and small, roughly built huts were scattered. The village was on a high cliff, overlooking a churning, angry river.
Beside her, Cynder folded her wings and dropped like a bullet. Kuna did the same. She plummeted straight down and snapped open her wings at the last second to break her descent. The resulting gust of wind blasted two huts off of their foundations and shook the very roots of the trees. Kuna and Cynder were bombarded by a rain of spears. Kuna roared, and Cynder spun her tail in a circle, leveling several huts and flinging cheetah villagers everywhere. Kuna reared and batted away the spears. She dropped to the ground in fury, and shot a thunderbolt wreathed in crackling black lightning which turned a village shack into an orange fire blossom. The chief charged Cynder, who calmly grasped him in her teeth and flung his form into the trees.
A tiny cub stumbled across into a clearing free of burning houses where Kuna stood. Cynder whirled around ...... and spotted him. The cub tripped and tumbled onto Kuna's paws. Cynder said in cool, venomous tones,"Why...don't you finish him.....?" Kuna froze. The cub's huge, blue eyes stared at her in terror. His dusky reddish fur was streaked with blood and ash. Kuna's snarl of hate died in her chest, and her eyes softened. The spell cast upon her by Gaul was broken by her pure heart. She was free.
"No," she said.
"What...did...you...say?" asked Cynder in a voice that made it more of a statement.
"I said no. I won't kill him. WHY, Cynder? WHY SHOULD I??" These last words were roared. Cynder growled in hatred.
"Fine," Cynder said, and sliced Kuna under her chin with her tail blade. "If you won't kill him, I will."
"Never," said Kuna. "You'll have to kill me first."
"If you stand in the way, I will...with pleasure. I was instructed to leave none alive..." said Cynder
Kuna scooped the cub up and shielded him under one of her wings as Cynder landed another blow. Kuna was on the defensive. She used her other wing in a futile effort to cover her body, but was driven closer and closer to the precipice overlooking the raging river far below. Kuna knew that she couldn't fly for risk of dropping the cub to his death, but she was badly wounded.
"Release him!" screeched Cynder.
"I will not!" gasped Kuna, as blood streamed from a wound on her chin.
She kept retreating until her back legs scrabbled on the very edge of the cliff.
Her wing that she was using as a shield was in tatters and dripped with blood. Cynder cleverly faked a rush in for a tail slice, but instead snaked her head to the side, and bit Kuna's leg. Kuna whimpered, and stepped backward into thin air. She slid off of the edge, but caught herself and dangled, with cub still folded inside one of her wings, by her only useful front leg.
Cynder stalked slowly to the edge of the precipice. "I wish there was another way. You would have been a formidable ally."
Then, she grasped Kuna's paw in her claws, and pushed it off the ledge.
Kuna gave one last sad look at Cynder as she fell away from view and towards the roaring river .... down .... down ..... down.
Wow!
That was a long chapter!
I'll have the next part up ASAP!