with a loud battle cry Willow charged into the battle, striking down every Raider she saw with the murderous intentions. a woman raider and two other anthro males jumped her, she round housed the woman in the face, knocking her down. she struck the other anthro in the face with her whip, causing him to stumble back. she burst through them as she punched the woman back down before one "and stay down" she snarled, then hearing the cry of a child. she looked up, two anthro twins clung to each other as a raider raised his bloody blade to strike them down. Willow lost control of her calm facade, she charged with a wild cat snarl, with her sword she brought down the man, blood sprayed across her face, chest and hands as the anthro fox twin boys ran to her "mommy and daddy are dead!!' they cried in horror and fear. she hid the boys as she fought off more raiders. her whip cracked across faces, sword brought down bodies... there were to many..taking things, her own people going down, her village like all the others were being slaughtered. as soon as they came, they left... nothing was left... only ten-fifteen peopled remained as her people laid all over...a genocide. Willow screamed in agony and hatred, she cried for the souls, the people she knew... only hours ago were they alive.
"my lady" two men struggled with a anthro she knew well...her second in command struggled with them angrily. "we saw him in the woods, talking with the raiders!" the first man said
"they bargained and we tried to reach you, but the raiders had the advantage of horses..." the second one said, the first one threw down a bag at her feet...a bag made by the raiders, she opened it... Salt, one of the most valued substances. (since money is not of use) "a bounty for your head"
Willow knew her men were not lying and she could see through liars...the man she trusted most betrayed her, she stood up, there was a scary coldness in her eyes as she looked to Carl who survived. "Carl...fetch me my baby" she said with a deadly calmness. Carl left and returned with a whip that was a mixture between a bull whip and a nine tails, everyone alive knew what this weapon meant.. the ultimate punishment. at the end of the white were several inch nine tails with small, iron, sharp claws. hand made by Willow, Willow never used this before, but the betrayer knew that this was his punishment if found out, he always knew that Willow had a vengeful side. They tied him up, back facing Willow. she was crying her eyes out as she raised the whip high into the air and strike down.
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when she was done, giving him six strikes, she gave the whip back t Carl as everyone separated to begin the burial of the bodies. Willow got on her knees and began to whisper a burial and death chant with her prayer beads her mother gave her. speaking softly to herself in an unknown tongue. the twins came to her side and sat with her, crying softly.