"Cadbee!" her mother said. "Cadbee, wake!" She had barely regained consciousness when the screams started. Next thing she knew, they were running away.
"Where pa?" she asked as she tried to keep up with her mother. "Gone. Don't let go." Came the answer, and her mother grabbed the pup's clawed hand with hers. And they ran.
A kobold pup is little smarter than an animal but Cadbee didn't need any more than that to realize what was going on. Laughing humans with nets were chasing down frightened kobolds and capturing those that they didn't kill instead. The camp itself was burning. "Leaving cave bad idea" she heard her mother say, "Must hide in forest. Camp dead now." They kept passing dead kobolds, their bodies torn apart by knifes far bigger than Cadbee knew existed. Mother was trying to keep to the shadows, but light provided by the fire was too much for natural kobold skulking skill to hide them out in the open. Any cover they had would be gone when they got past the last hut and reached the clearing around the camp. But even a slight hope was better than staying in the camp and having no hope, so they ran.
Cadbee's earliest memory was one of tiredness and fear. And also of that one human who suddenly appeared in front of them when they've almost made it into the forest. He was huge, he was holding one of those really big knifes she saw earlier and he was laughing.He raised his sword and Cadbee and mother turned around, starting running. Again. Cadbee heard her mother scream in pain, but she didn't stop for mother. Her legs were the only things keeping her alive, and she still had her claw in hers. Altough it felt almost like it wasn't there after her scream, so she spared a glance. What she saw was a bloody remnants of her mother's arm in her grasp. Cadbee learned one could run much faster than she thinks she can when she's powered by sheer terror that day.
In her small mind she knew that she had to hide. So she got inside the first building she could, and hid under a table. And started praying. Cadbee never learned that it started raining around that time, masking the sound of her heavy breathing after so much running, or that it kept the fire from spreading, These things were beyond the understanding of a little pup. But in the morning after, she crawled out of the table to find herself in the little temple that kobolds had built in their camp. She saw that she was hiding under the sacrificial altar dedicated to Plasobler and knew what she must do. She would dedicate her life to the Gods and keeping Kobold camps safe. Her life, she thought. She was alone in a dead camp, she would have to find somewhere to live. She remembered some kobolds talk about another camp where the forest was thickest. So she ran, trying not to see the aftermath of the human raid all around her.
Eh, sorry it's a bit rushed, but I wanted to get it out of me before I had to start studying again. Damn finals. Maybe I'll get back to it and fix it, but I don't think so. At least I know what happens after this, so it should be better, I think.
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