Sold To The Dragons (A BBW Paranormal Romance Book 1) by Amira Rain, Simply Shifters Page B
Authors: Amira Rain, Simply Shifters
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about wanting to do something great, and more about wanting to go somewhere great.
“And even not great , but just somewhere new, period. Just for a short trip or something. Just to get out in the world and travel. Not that Ashcrest isn't a beautiful city, and much, much more beautiful than the city I came from, and not that I'm not happy here, but sometimes I just get the urge for a little adventure, a little step outside the city.
“Although, with The Destroyers' ramping up their spying and little attacks in recent years, making it not very safe to leave Ashcrest, this hasn't exactly happened. I actually haven't even stepped foot outside the city limits since the day I arrived, eight years ago. But...."
Smiling again, Marielle paused. "Maybe I'll get my chance for a little adventure now . Maybe you and I both will."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if Tom's rescue goes off how I think it will, Blake, Steven, and the other men won't just set out from here, fly the several hundred miles south straight to Dimwood, and then attack. They'd be too tired to attack after a direct flight with no break.
“They'll probably want to use spy-sweepers to clear a path to Dimwood, and then set up an encampment and rest a bit when they're maybe a hundred or so miles away."
"What are spy-sweepers?”
"They're shifters specially trained in spotting Destroyer spies and taking them out quickly and efficiently, and also as quietly as possible, so as to not alert other spies or patrol shifters that may be near. Often, spy-sweepers are shifters with very muted eye colors and the corresponding hide colors...usually medium shades of brown or mossy green, which helps them blend in with their surroundings. Gray-hided shifters aren't chosen as spy-sweepers quite as often, and blue-hided shifters are never chosen. Or, at least, there haven't been any since I've been here. Spy-sweepers are also chosen for their strength relative to their size.
“Again, it helps them to be stealthier and remain hidden better. And spy-sweepers surely aren't infallible, but they're very good at what they do, which is why I think they'll be used to clear a path to Dimwood, hopefully killing all the spies and patrolmen in their way. I imagine Blake, Steven, and the men will be some ways behind them, advancing somewhat slowly, and then probably about a hundred miles or so from Dimwood, they'll set up an encampment, rest a bit, and then charge. And then, with a bit of luck and help from Alec, Tom will be freed fairly easily."
"Which would be wonderful. But where does our little bit of travel and adventure come into play?"
"Well, right at the beginning of the whole trip. And it would last right up until we all come home. See, with our men around us and our spy-sweepers ahead of us, I don't think it would be terribly dangerous for us to come along. At least until the final encampment, where we'd then wait with some guards. And when the mission to free Tom is complete, and our shifters return, I hop right on Alec's back, and you hop right on Blake or Steven's back, and we all go home."
I stifled a sudden, short chuckle. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. Blake and Steven will never go for this in a thousand, million years. My experience in asking them if I could personally help free Tom taught me that there is no way they will let me be in any sort of danger."
"But, see, here's the thing. I honestly don't think we'd be in any more danger being brought along on the trip than we would be if we stayed here. For one thing, there's always the possibility of some Destroyers coming in from the north and doing some sort of small-scale attack on the town while Blake, Steven, and the other men are gone. They try this on a regular basis anyway, trying to kidnap fertile women, even when all the men are home. But there's also another 'danger' that might make our men think we're safer with them."
"What is it?"
"Well, let's
“And even not great , but just somewhere new, period. Just for a short trip or something. Just to get out in the world and travel. Not that Ashcrest isn't a beautiful city, and much, much more beautiful than the city I came from, and not that I'm not happy here, but sometimes I just get the urge for a little adventure, a little step outside the city.
“Although, with The Destroyers' ramping up their spying and little attacks in recent years, making it not very safe to leave Ashcrest, this hasn't exactly happened. I actually haven't even stepped foot outside the city limits since the day I arrived, eight years ago. But...."
Smiling again, Marielle paused. "Maybe I'll get my chance for a little adventure now . Maybe you and I both will."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if Tom's rescue goes off how I think it will, Blake, Steven, and the other men won't just set out from here, fly the several hundred miles south straight to Dimwood, and then attack. They'd be too tired to attack after a direct flight with no break.
“They'll probably want to use spy-sweepers to clear a path to Dimwood, and then set up an encampment and rest a bit when they're maybe a hundred or so miles away."
"What are spy-sweepers?”
"They're shifters specially trained in spotting Destroyer spies and taking them out quickly and efficiently, and also as quietly as possible, so as to not alert other spies or patrol shifters that may be near. Often, spy-sweepers are shifters with very muted eye colors and the corresponding hide colors...usually medium shades of brown or mossy green, which helps them blend in with their surroundings. Gray-hided shifters aren't chosen as spy-sweepers quite as often, and blue-hided shifters are never chosen. Or, at least, there haven't been any since I've been here. Spy-sweepers are also chosen for their strength relative to their size.
“Again, it helps them to be stealthier and remain hidden better. And spy-sweepers surely aren't infallible, but they're very good at what they do, which is why I think they'll be used to clear a path to Dimwood, hopefully killing all the spies and patrolmen in their way. I imagine Blake, Steven, and the men will be some ways behind them, advancing somewhat slowly, and then probably about a hundred miles or so from Dimwood, they'll set up an encampment, rest a bit, and then charge. And then, with a bit of luck and help from Alec, Tom will be freed fairly easily."
"Which would be wonderful. But where does our little bit of travel and adventure come into play?"
"Well, right at the beginning of the whole trip. And it would last right up until we all come home. See, with our men around us and our spy-sweepers ahead of us, I don't think it would be terribly dangerous for us to come along. At least until the final encampment, where we'd then wait with some guards. And when the mission to free Tom is complete, and our shifters return, I hop right on Alec's back, and you hop right on Blake or Steven's back, and we all go home."
I stifled a sudden, short chuckle. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. Blake and Steven will never go for this in a thousand, million years. My experience in asking them if I could personally help free Tom taught me that there is no way they will let me be in any sort of danger."
"But, see, here's the thing. I honestly don't think we'd be in any more danger being brought along on the trip than we would be if we stayed here. For one thing, there's always the possibility of some Destroyers coming in from the north and doing some sort of small-scale attack on the town while Blake, Steven, and the other men are gone. They try this on a regular basis anyway, trying to kidnap fertile women, even when all the men are home. But there's also another 'danger' that might make our men think we're safer with them."
"What is it?"
"Well, let's
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