Chapter 8 - Words & Hearts

Chapter 8

Outside in the fields, guarded by the swaying pines of the leopards lands, Brandon was getting the work out of his lifetime.

The cart that Ezekiel had agreed to haul out to Erin and Drin’s home in lue of the upcoming Clan Celebration was indeed large....and as Ezekiel had guessed it was “as heavy as a horse”. Brandon and Ezekiel both stood shoulder to shoulder, pulling on the long wooden handle, and marching the cart forward beneath the pine trees.

Ezekiel and Brandon traveled along a well-trodden path of firm earth. Brandon had been informed by Ezekiel earlier that morning that paths such at the one that they traveled crisscrossed all of the Leopards lands and that many of them had appeared over time as traffic from different areas created divots in the earth. Rainfall and wind had seemed to do the rest.

Halfway to Erin’s home Ezekiel stopped and handed him a chilled water canteen.

Brandon was damp, his shirt felt glued to him, so with a few deft flicks of his fingers he un