/lit/ - Literature

>>6820603 (cont.)

The sun was beginning to set, the colors of it's magnificence reflecting off of wet stones of colors purple and grey. The cadence of woodpeckers filling the sonic canvas above the gentle whisper of the wind as it cradled autumn leaves to their resting place amongst the faded pine needles and the twigs and branches they once knew. The sound of tearing flesh and cracking bones singing like violins over this (mildly) pleasant description of natures sounds. The slurping of human fat and intestines ; the cellos.

"Ohh key...Ewe dun' tell" the massive bear slurped up the remainders of some intestine. "Anyone about this..." he paused to suck a patch of skin off of his massive bear claw. "Got it?" he said while pointed a finger at Xuhatl who's back was turned.

"Yes.....are-....Are you finished?"

"Mhm..." the masterful bear druid said with a sigh while a light glow overcame his body. It was mere seconds before what was once the body of a kodiak or a bear of even greater size climbed backwards through the evolutionary ladder into a human form. (Animorphs style, but don't tell anyone or I'll get sued.)

"Now we'll go back into town and tell everyone some bullshit story of how we found this....this ugly lady like molesting or raping some princess or something and noone will think any different ok?"

Xuhatl nods.

"This stays between you and me...this is a secret we take to our graves. You me and duke."

The loyal hound was now in the background of this conversation pooping the artifacts of a hell of a trip.

"Got it." the schizophrenic bpd tribal spirit warrior with a very close connection to the ancient spirits replied.

Now with their adventure over they headed back to town.

"How did it taste?" asked xuhatl as the three figures The Greatest Druid of All Time, the Noble Tribeswarrior, and their Loyal friend disappeared on the horizon.

The End.