Holly stepped into the clearing and fired two arrows in rapid succession, picking off two of the marauding southrons.
A third surprised her from the left with his club, knocking the bow from her hands and toppling her to the ground.
She lay, sprawled on her back, her head ringing, with a fiery pain in her left shoulder. Her blurry sense of vision could see the large brigand standing over her, his club raised to deal her a mortal blow. Too dazed to move, she offered a small prayer to Eru, closed her eyes, and prepared to meet her doom.
Holly heard a loud yell of pain and disbelief. She opened her eyes, only to see the body of they brigand go sailing over her prostrate form.
She raised her head in wonderment, just in time to see Periwinkle wiping his back hooves on the turf as if to remove all taint of the brigand's behind.
She smiled, and fainted dead away.
[ July 10, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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