~ War on a Full Moon ~

by Larisa

Disclaimer: I know who they belong to and so does everybody else. I just borrowed them for a little while.

Violence, bad language: You name it its here. Do I realy have ta say al the other stuff? No, good!

War on a Full Moon

By Larisa

Hecate3366@frontiernet.net

Dawn was just breaking over the Amazon vilage, only a few of the women were up and about, noise could be heard coming from the cooks kitchen, which was not unusual,

the common clatter of pots and pans and the chatter of cook talking to her partner. Except for this morning, kitchen utensils had grown wings over night and began to flight out

the back door to the cooks most precious herb and vegetable garden. The guards stationed at the tree line on the other side of the wal that protected her garden became alert

at the noise. Watching from high above in the trees, they observed the red-faced cook chasing someone. Whom they couldn't tel, because the person had their arms

protectively covering their head as they charged out the back door. A huge skilet flying overhead just missed as the scampering body fel to leaf covered ground after

performing an impressive dive over the wal. Roling to their feet in one fluid motion, they were but a blur running to the shadows of the trees.

"Must have complained about the cook's gruel this morning." one guard said to the other.

Much the same happened at the healers hut, with her chasing someone out using a crutch as a weapon and sending curses of incurable diseases to the now runner intruder.

Brie had risen at an ungodly hour to her, dawn! Something her eyes rarely seen, stomping around her and Xe's hut looking for god only knows what, scrols became projectiles

as they sailed across the hut, giving up she headed for the food hut to feed the monster in her stomach. Going to the table, which had bowls of fruit setting on it she took a

whole bowl with a mixture of things in it to sacrifice to her appetite. As she sat there, most women came in grabbed a piece of fruit and fled, which was not unusual if they

were running late to relieve the perimeter guards.

With the progression of the early morning more women entered the food hut, they sat down to eat whatever cook threw before them. Grumbled greetings were occasionaly

heard, but no chatter of voices discussing the days plans were heard.

The temple of Artemis was not spared disruption as the priestesses took cover outside the heavy doors. Food from the alter; hit the wals, floor, ceiling and the white robes of

the running women who didn't take the first opportunity to get out.

Screeches of terror carried on the winds in the forest, smal twigs echoed as running feet hit them, occasionaly a loud thunk was heard folowed by a scream.

With the centaurs close by, they high tailed it back to their border, and placed extra guards between them and the Amazons. Runners were sent to neighboring vilages to send

out warnings of doom, the news traveled fast as mothers and fathers grabbed their children and barricaded themselves in their huts to wait out the danger.

Al day long screams could be heard from with in the Amazon borders. Ephiny was seen chasing a fleeing body to the edge of the vilage with a heavy set of chobos. "And

don't come back!" She yeled. Huffing from anger, she made her way to the food hut where she joined her Queen in silence at their table, which was covered with mutilated

fruit.

As the ful moon rose in the night sky the vilage was unnaturaly quiet, no fire was built in the center, no torches at the temple doors, just the soft glow of candles in some of the

huts. It was only outside the vilage a half candle mark away that a roaring fire was built. 30 to 40 bodies sat around it drinking port and ale, some were cooking meager meals,

no laughing was heard only a soft-spoken word now and again. The one question that went through al their minds was. "Will I survive this war?" Ears picked up at the

crashing of a body coming towards their camp at great speed. Dozens of eyes watched as the person came into view then colapsed on the ground to lean against a large log.

Bare foot and filthy, hair tangled and eyes wild, the person showed true terror from being in the vilage.

"Wel Xe, glad you made it out alive and in one piece."

"Thanks Poni, it was close there for a minute, didn't know if I'd make it out or not!"

A blue light was seen outside the circle, in a second it was gone just as fast. Artemis with her arms ful of wineskins sat down beside her daughter.

"I just couldn't take it anymore, Cyrene went nuts, I'm glad I can just pop out otherwise that big skilet she has would be a permanent part of my body!"

Xe looked at her other mother with a raised eyebrow. "Whose idea is it to have half the nation on the rag at the same time anyway?"

"I don't know but if I find them, on the next cycle they wil find themselves hog tied and in the center area of the vilage with a note on their chest saying. I hate amazons! In big

letters.

War on a ful moon

By Larisa

Hecate3366@frontiernet.net

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