The World of Warelvain: The Quester

est green shirt with loose fitting pants connected to his waist by a grey sash-belt, and both were clothed in the green and black of a Preywood hunter

at had virtually cast his face to another set. Borbossie's face reflected serious thought and concern, with a compassion to his sardonic eyes. His lips were also set in an attitude that nearly gave the impression that he was always mocking you, which was, of course, incorrect. Farkas, on

hunted, was the other. Farkas had not hunted before the age of 16, but had been deemed mature enoug

begin?' Farkas, e

peering up at the trees, an

as s

said Borbossie, his mouth curving at

know, father advised me not to apply my tal

shall be if we don't bring

rkas began

attract animals, right? It's your specialty.' He stopped, then added

his Father had forbidden him, but also because he felt he was breaking the animals' trust. The ability was straightforward. He could sense what every animal in the forest was experiencing, and he could connect with them

wered hesitantly. 'But when the

already have that p

away in the gentle afternoon breeze. He could hear the flow of a little stream, accompanied by the chattering of swans and a low moan of some stray cow drinking from the spring, from

of his mind, an invisible muscle that others lacked, his to call on instinctively if he needed to and concentrated hard enough. He couldn't recall how he

hem due to his previous carelessness. He laughed once again and wished the animal well in the

but something more terrible had found him. It was like staring in a mirror, only the person looking back wasn't you. He looked

g's emotion, but all he discover

line, shaken and bewil

h the head of a young person who was now preoccupied with the enjoyment that comes from eating a lot of green. Then he chose an older deer, one that had seen his life pass by

irds, and the worms, and transmitted an emotion to the solitary creature on which he had his mind fixed. He couldn't adequately express the passion he communicated..

a tentative step forward, smelling the air around it as though looking for concealed traps. Slowly, recognizin

power was only adequate for one shot because he was still young and his muscles were not completely matured for the demands of an archer, whic

n as it moved slowly approaching the youngster. He

tting in front of it. It came to a halt a few steps a

wstring and release the arrow. The wooden thing shot i

moved, swooping