WildBat

While the sun continued to sink into the horizon, Crisis continued to hunt. She knew it wasn’t far. She had found the campfire by the river and saw that whoever it was had left into the jungle. “How convenient, she thought, he is heading right for home by the Big Tree. Means I won’t have to travel far.” Just then, she heard a sound in the trees to her right. She smiled to herself and licked her lips. “Gotcha” she said quietly. She got down low and crawled through the grass and trees. Silently, she crept up on him, waiting for the perfect time to strike. Soon, she found him in a clearing. His hood was still drawn

Chapter 1 --------- It was a calm day in the village of Najalka, clouds drifted slowly across the sky as the fisherman of the village began returning with their catches. The variety of small sailing  vessels were often laden with the bounty of the Olaniya sea. Najalka was a reletively small village with a population over a hundred, the village, however wasn't the dominant feature. On the high ground above the village a large stone temple was seen, long ago it was built by the ancestors of the villagers, and it was built around the most reconizable feature in Najalka: a black thin tower. Towering three hundred meters above the village the to