western prolog part 2
part two of the prolog any comments and suggestions are welcome and encouraged! holds out cookies and milk
Prolog part 2
The scream split the air making Brody and Devon drop wood and sprint back towards the barn.
As they cleared the stable the butt of a rifle swung out and caught Devon in the stomach
doubling him over. Brody ducks down and attempts to jump at his brothers assailant when a
arm loops around his upper body and bowie knife point digs into his neck.
"Hold on dar pup wouldn't want to kill ya just yet the boss would not be happy ! nope not at all
!" said a deep voice that reeked of tooth decay and whisky. The smell making him want to
wretch, looking up he saw Devon still clutching his stomach.
A mountain lion with a brimmed hat and a vest holding a rifle to his head. A commotion came
from the other side of the barn as Mary screamed for help. Her cry was cut short as she was
pushed forward onto the ground. A Beagle walks over to her revolver in his hand. He smiles
down sadistically as she tries to right herself awkwardly with her bound hands. The Beagle
moves to kick her when a blow to the head knocks him squarely off his feet .
He flails on the ground jumping back up snarling then stops as he comes face to face with a
large gray wolf looming over him. He looks up at the Lupine practically towering over him in a
brown duster coat his wide brim hat shadowing his face as the wind plays with the hawk
feather in its band.
"S-s-orry boss thought one of the brats got away and did it! Honest! " the wolf smiled in a way
that mixed amusement with sinister intent. The Beagle smiles moving to get up when the wolf
kicked him hard!
Once! Twice ! six times the wolf kicked him, each time ending with a growling word. "That ! Is!
No! Way! To! Treat! A Lady! " he hauled up Mary gently smiling at her like an uncle. "I
apologize for my associates manners he seems to have lost them I assure you it won't happen
again Mary."
Looking at him aghast the vixen stutters looking horrified "H-How did you know my name?!"
the wolf looks hurt at her question.
Before he can answer though he is interrupted by the sounds of a shot gun and rifle being
armed. "Get the hell away form them you bastards!!!" growls Brody's father who was aiming
the shotgun at the back of the wolfs head his wife behind him her rife pointed at the Bear
holding Brody at knife point.
The wolf seems to stiffen then relax when he spoke his voice was smooth but edged like
obsidian. He turned around slowly Brody's eyes went wide. A shiver of recondition went down his
spine as he saw the cold ice chip blue eyes of the wolf now facing his father "Now is that any
way to treat an old old friend John? " .