Chapter 27. Meanwhile at Chemora

The crisp rustling of fallen foliage intensified as Akhashi ran for his life.

He quickly transformed into a wolf and leaped forward and after a few feet, he changed back into a fox galloping as fast as he could on all four of his limbs. The Akhashi tribe from Chemora had the ability to shift between canines. With repeated transformations, they were able to diffuse the scent left behind on their track.

But this particular Akhashi wasn’t trying to do that. He was trying to shift into the fastest four legged canine because for him it was life and death.

He was a spy, sent to the Xoron clan.

The Xorons were a shady tribe and nobody knew much about their territories or rulers. They never participated in inter-tribe dialogue either. A thick wall made of dense, thorny, carnivorous shrubs, marked the starting of their land. Nobody dared trespass because of two main reasons. First, they were monstrous, unruly creatures. And second, their territories were believed to b