This choice: Use Guraena's point of view instead • Go Back...Chapter #5Guraena by: Unknown You shifted uncomfortably in your chair. The butt of the mounted machine gun pressed uncomfortably against your chest. The afternoon sun beat down on you mercilessly, basically cooking you alive inside the thick leather armor you're forced to wear. Of course, your fire-type boss never seems bothered by the heat... but you weren't cut out for these conditions! You really wish you'd taken the night shift...
You were Guraena, a mightyena town guard. You hadn't been around for long enough to get a spiffy nickname yet. You used to escort some traveling caravan, but they signed you up to guard this village as part of some sort of trade agreement before riding off again, leaving you behind. You were pretty sure they were just trying to get rid of you.
You pat your belly, idly, kneading at the mush inside that was all that remained of the two Vulpixes you had for breakfast this morning. It was a bit much, but you were treating every meal as if it was your last. The stockpiles were low, and if the village doesn't get a miracle very soon, you were sure Alex was going to start rationing food supplies. You shuddered at the thought.
You daydream for a few hours, gulping down countless bottles of water to keep yourself from dying of heatstroke. You struggle to keep yourself awake, entertaining yourself by fiddling with the machine gun and pretending to shoot at imaginary targets. Right as you felt you were about to drift off into sleep, the sun began to disappear behind the hills, bathing the sky in a cacophony of reds and yellows. Not only did this make it dramatically cooler outside, but it also signaled the end of your shift.
"Are we done here?" you called to the flareon lounging on a chair below your position. There was a bit of a pause. "Yeah, we're done for the night." she replied. You could hear a tinge of disappointment in her voice, as she was accepting the fact that the entire hunting party was gone. You didn't care too much about the hunting party, but she sure did. She knew some of them personally. You couldn't help but feel a little bad.
Every muscle in your body starts aching at once as you suddenly get out of your chair after hours of stillness. You immediately pulled off your leather cuirass and dropped it onto the ground next to the chair, your uncomfortable pants getting the same treatment moments after. You stood on the platform for a while, feeling the cool evening breeze flow around your naked body. After sitting in that burning hot armor for so many hours, the breeze felt heavenly.
Alex meets you as you trod down the ladder. "Hey, listen. With the stockpiles the way they are, we're not going to last much longer," Alex instructs, "The hunting party isn't coming back, so I’m going to get a few volunteers together tonight, and we’re going out hunting ourselves tommorow. So be ready, alright?"
You nod your head, wearily, just wanted to get to bed. You knew this was going to happen, sooner or later. Maybe now you were going to get to see some action, at least. You don't give it much thought, just heading back to the barracks for a good night's sleep.
You push pen the heavy iron door and immediately plop down on one of the bunk beds attached to the walls. You’re immediately out like a light, and remain so for the next few hours, until being woken up by...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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