#6 on your writing prompts list -- have at it! :D
His Ma always warned him that his stubbornness would be his undoing and standing here, staring up at the Shade Mother again he's not sure she was wrong. He's got multiple lacerations across his face and torso and there's a wet feeling on his side that he knows is likely blood saturating his shirt under his breastplate.
"I won't let you hurt them." Orym says, his voice low and full of anger as his eyes narrow into a glare.
His friends are behind him, most of them hurt and Laudna is unconscious in Ashton's arms.
"Feisty, I like it." The Shade Mother hisses, the s sounds drawn out as she looms over his small form.
"I'll show you feisty." Orym says before he's leaping through the air, Seedling in one hand as the other goes straight out in front of him, two thorn covered vines shooting out.
The vines wrap around her neck, managing to drag her a little closer to the ground and Orym slashes out as he flies through the air, grinning when she shrieks in pain. Chetney follows suit, large wolven form leaping straight up so he can sink his claws into her belly and slash wildly with a low growling howl.
Orym and Chetney both have to bail and roll away to miss getting squished by her as she finally falls to the ground with one last pain filled shriek.
