Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #15 June 2015 | Page 96

away tears that were streaming down her face, Angwenth grinned. “That was priceless.”

him about what happened throughout the day. The pup
had stopped chasing Grey’s hand and started chasing
Angwenth’s feet as she walked around the room. She
had almost stepped on him a few times, not realizing
he was there. “You just like to be under my feet, don’t
you?”

In a mocking tone, Grey muttered, “That was priceless.” He rolled his eyes. “Hello to you, too.”
“Oh, lighten up. Consider it payback for the cheering
crowd at the market.”

Grey chuckled. “It’s like he’s your shadow.” A large
grin appeared on his face as his eyes lit up. “That’s it!
That’s the name you should use.”

That made him smile and he shrugged. “Okay, okay. I
guess we’re even.” He leaned forward. “I take it you
have news?”

“Shadow?” Angwenth reached down and picked up
the pup. “Are you a Shadow, boy?”

Angwenth nodded before telling him about the day.
She made sure to explain that there were two men,
glossing over the fact that she brutally killed them,
and then brought up the pup.

The pup barked and licked Angwenth’s nose. She
grinned. “I guess that’s your new name. Welcome to
the family, then, Shadow.”

Grey interrupted, excited. “You got a pup? Where is
the little guy?” His eyes searched behind Angwenth,
as if she was hiding the pup somewhere.

She let him back down and went back to talking to
Grey. “The guy wouldn’t tell me anything. He was so
stubborn!”

She rolled her eyes. “He’s at home. I left him there
while I came to find you.”

“Reminds me of someone.” Grey said under his
breath. “Couldn’t you find him and get him to tell you
the information in different methods?”

Frowning Grey shook his head. “Well then what are
we doing here? Let’s go meet the little guy.”
His chair pushed back and scraped against the floor.
Before Angwenth could get up from her own chair,
Grey wrapped his arm around her arm and pulled her
out of her seat. Her own chair toppled over to the floor
and she attempted to pick it up, but Grey was already
pulling her towards the door before she could right the
furniture.
“Sorry, Mills!” she called out as the door closed to the
tavern.
It wasn’t long before they reached her house and Gre y
was playing with the puppy on the floor. It chased
his hands back and forth as Grey moved them across
the wood. There were a few times that that the wolf
nipped at his fingers and Grey yelped in pain, though
it was quickly followed by a laugh.
Angwenth started pacing around the room as she told

Angwenth blushed. “He’s, well, he’s not around to tell
anyone much of anything anymore.”
Grey shook his head. “Surprise, surprise. You lost your
temper.”
Angwenth shot him a look. “It doesn’t matter. I’m
thinking the camp wasn’t far from there, though, if
they were setting up traps. They looked too scared to
go too far in and they only had the one gun as a weapon.”
With a nod, Grey added. “They didn’t seem that
skilled with it either, if they couldn’t kill you.”
“Exact-- Hey!” Angwenth turned in protest.
Chuckling he waved her off. “I kid, darling.”
She shook her head. “I need to get farther north. I’ll
try looking out there tomorrow, but I may need your

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