There was a quiet booming in the distance that rattled the tents as Oryn stomped past accompanied on one side by his brother Kaden his other flank noticeably bare.
“Wheres Taren?” He glanced up at the sky as another red dragon swooped down to deposit injured soldiers into the campsite.
“He was called off early in the morning.” Kaden flicked through a stack of papers, he’d been in charge of keeping the peace between the troops. The problem with leading multiple species to war was the justification that no one had to listen to you if you weren’t ‘one of their own.
A foot soldier, ran past them holding a horde of medical supplies. The white stripe along his uniform identified him as a member of Luna Alba. It was Belladonna's people who had come up with the color system, easier
