I have decide to put out a series of short stories/ flash fiction stories pertaining to a couple of novels I have in the works. Not sure when these novels will be released they are far from being done, but I wanted to share some of the side adventures with you guys.
Toriana is one of said characters. So to start off we have: Toriana and the Outsider. There will be more to this story shortly, just wanted to share what I have so far. Updates to this story can be found on Wattpad
Toriana grew tired as she waited for her prey. It felt as if she had been sitting in the tree for days now. It had only been a few hours. Since the outsider had arrived, the animals that inhabited the forest had changed their behaviors. Toriana cursed the outsiders. The wind had picked up blowing gently in from the east. Tipping her head up she took in a deep breath through her nose. She had a keen sense of smell, as did the rest of her kind. What was left of her kind that is. That was something else she cursed the outsider about. The hair on the back of Toriana’s neck stood up, as the breath she had taken gave way to the scent of an outsider.
By the strength of the outsiders scent, she could tell they were not too close but also was not too far away. She could either run or stay put. If she stayed this would be her chance to get a good look at these outsiders. She took another deap breath. The scent was that of only one outsider. Toriana had been told by the Elders, that like all animals the outsiders had individual scents. Each one was unique all their own. This one’s scent was definitely unique. She could not quite place what it was, but she kind of liked the smell. She shook her head to clear away the thought of liking the smell of an outsider. She had to focus. Her ears twitched. She turned towards the sound that they had picked up on. Her hearing was just as keen as her smell.
Off to her right, she watched as a wild boar crept out of the brush advancing towards the river bed. “Great. Now, what should I do?” She quietly asked herself. This is what she had been waiting on. If she took a shot at the boar it would squeal in pain and possibly alert the outsider to her location. If she was to let it be and wait to see if the outsider came her way, she may not get another chance to collect food. But what if the outsider did come her way? Then what would she do? She had not thought that through yet.
Having decided to wait and see if she would get to see her first outsider, Toriana watched the wild boar patiently. It lapped at the water, occasionally putting its snout in the water too far causing it to sneeze and shake its head. Every time that would happen the boar’s feet would slip in the soft earth that lined the river bank. Toriana found this all humorous.
The wild boar froze in place, slowly it raised its snout to the air. Seeing the boar act this way made Toriana feel a little uneasy. Her ears twitched, trying to pick up any sounds that were not normal. She followed the boars lead and sniffed the air as well. The unique outsider scent was too strong. How did she not hear the outsider before now? Why is it she could not hear him now?
With her bow in hand and arrow ready to let loose, Toriana waited. She glanced over towards the river bed. The wild boar had fled already. The sound of something metallic drew her attention. She turned to her left slowly as to not make a sound. It had sounded like a metallic click of sorts. She looked out trying to find the source.
From within a small group of evergreens a tall, figure crept out. Slowly placing one foot in front of the other, this outsider made no sound. Toriana was not too sure what it was holding, she had never seen anything like it before. It had to be some sort of weapon, and the source of the metallic sound she had heard. As the outsider crept forward it brought the unknown contraption up placing it against its shoulder, leaning its cheek against it while squinting one eye. It looked to Toriana as if it was looking down the long slender contraption as if it was sighting in on something. She slowly looked in the direction the outsider was looking. The wild boar was back.
“NO!” Toriana cried out. She knew not why she cried out. So what if an outsider kills the boar. She was about to do the same. She instantly knew she had made a mistake.