Monday, January 24, 2011

9: Luck in Malief - A future warrior

I was pumped by the force within my Critical Appreciation of Drama class. Bukan nak cakap that this is literature. Of course not. But would be so & sangat awesome if it were to be considered as literature. Then high schools can use it as a novel 2 b studied. Then i'll be well known & remembered. (hehehehe) Just now was a doa. Amin kan, would people please??


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The day was never as bright as it was that one morning. Prince Clan went outdoors, 

hunting goateps that roamed around the forest of Malief. With him, were his helpers as well as fellow noblemeows. 

Hunting had always been one of the prince’s doings, ever since he earned his rights to claw proudly. Ganka, the king’s close assistant, used to train the young prince. He taught him how to claw with honor, move with speed and roar with much might.
Ganka watching, from afar, Prince Clan practicing his hunting skill.

 When the moment came for the prince to prove his worthiness, he had proven it without doubts. Ganka’s teaching not only molded him to be a fighter, he also instilled in him the true meaning of being a prince, and to have heart. Never once that he was allowed to boast over his winnings in tournaments. 
However, many agreed that the prince had the claws for battles. Even the very own Ganka had many faiths in the young prince.

“Bless the dirt that I walk upon! This land grants many goateps. Never have I felt this lucky in hunting, Larwin”, shouted Prince Clan to his helper excitedly.

Controlling his movement and lowering his purrs, Larwin whispered to Clan,
 “Sire, better that we keep ourselves camouflaged from the goateps’ sight. They will hear us and once they do, it will only take them less than a second to be gone”.

Hearing the whisper as a warning given to him nicely, Clan just nodded with an approval. He knew the rules well. He was just too excited. 

The thought of capturing hundreds of goateps and returning them to the palace where the king will see him, made Clan smiled. And perhaps, Sanea.

“Sanea will see me”, said the prince to himself. 

He was still smiling.

“Are you ready, Sire?

“what?? Ohh… Yes. I am. I have always been”, slightly shocked by the sudden question from Larwin.

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