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Artic Fox Chapter, the birth of a Chapter Master

Chapter name: Artic fox

Grand-Master: Grethof white eye
• Tanuth Sliver Fox (later)

Location: Segmentum pacificus/ the outer reaches

Home System: Thalon Fostof

Planets:
• Thalon
• Tundra
• Hard Rime
• Rime Ice

Fortress location: unknown

Marking/ chapter colours: Black + white, silver helmet and metallic blue lower left arm.

Founding chapter: Silver skulls/ possible mix unknown other (oldest amour was red possible links)

Founded: 172- M33 (4th founding)

Founder: unknown

Personality/ traits/ mutations:
• Secretive
• Possible paranoia
• Electric blue eyes
• Abnormal muscle growth
• Independent

Small Chapter

5 Companies

1st company

Grandmaster (1st squad personal guard) terminators
• 2nd-4th tactical squads
• 5th-6th assault
• 7th-9th devastator
• 10th-12th tactical reserve
• 13th armour units
• 14th-15th scout units

2-4th companies same make up

5th company/ Training company


More to be added at later date (about their Origins)


The birth of a Chapter Master


Grand master Tanuth sat on the command throne surveying the 3D hologram of the impending battle field between the Artic fox chapter and an element from the Hive Fleet Medusa. The hive fleet was still 138 hours out and Tanuth wasn’t about to rush to them, no that wasn’t the chapters way, they would sit and wait for the pray to come to them and then crush it under their black armoured boots.

Tanuth’s eyes caught the clock in top corner of the display

“998. M41, uuummm 300 yrs, and another 4000 before that, am I really that old”

“Pardon lord”

Looking up Tanuth found a helmsman looking back at him

“What ooh nothing helmsman talking to myself”

Turning back to his station “yes my lord”

Grand master Tanuth looked down at his Aegis terminator armour, even after all this time he still wondered how the founding father had got four of these suits. From the little contact the chapter did have with their brother chapters only the Grey knights had them as far as he knew, and much of the chapters records had been lost due to the fortress coming under attack millennia ago. Many records had been saved but still as is the way many where not. Tanuth thought back to day long gone when he had first seen the armour he now wore and the man he once called lord. Grand master Grethof was his name a huge beast of a man with a temper to match. And of the lord before him who was still fighting for the chapter even now within the confines of a dreadnaught body. Old Vaslogof hadn’t been awoken for about 1000 yrs his body kept in the great armoury on the home world. But for this campaign he had been awoken and now sat deep within the battle barge waiting to go to war.
Tanuth’s eyes glazed over as his memories flooded back unlike many chapters the Artic fox’s kept their early memories to remind them of their reason for fighting. He was 4yrs old again running along the snowy field of his home town, sparing with his brothers using bits of wood as swords.
He was 7yrs old his brother was taken by the Fox’s 2 yrs previously, and only 3 more till they came again to the clan for three more. All that winter Tanuth trained and trained carrying blocks of ice from the lake the 5 miles to the village they lived in. he wanted nothing more than to stand beside his older brother. That summer he spent all his time in the fields with his father harvesting the crops. He had turned 8yrs old only days previously. The seasons changed time passed until there was only 2 months left.

“They always come after the harvest” Tanuth said to himself

His father was growing tired and old thus needing more help on the farm these days, out of his 5 sons only 1 had been selected but Tanuth was strongest in the clan and most likely to be taken. He had been lucky, out of his wife’s 3 brothers; two had been taken by the fox’s. It had been an honour for the family but a blow now that only one remained to work the fishing boat.

The harvest was in and Tanuth was constantly training to build up the strength he thought he would need. It was late afternoon several months after the harvest was in, when the thunder and flames appeared in the sky. As was the custom all boys between the ages of 8 and 11 were brought to the town square where they were chained to the statue of a giant fox. Several of his friends were there as well, all looked nervous.

The great air ship on wings of fire landed out side the village. From its hatch stepped 2 massive figures who entered the village and came to stand in front of the 6 boys. Tanuth watched as one checked for physical strength while the other, taking out a sheet of some sort stabbed a needle in to each of the boy’s arms and let the blood drip on to the sheet. The giant came to rest in front of Tanuth he was wearing a skull helmet which scared the crap out of Tanuth as the eyes a glowing green colour scanned him, the giants hand came down and drew blood from Tanuth’s arm and placed it on the sheet he was holding.

Tanuth’s eye fixed on the giants as the data sheet came to life and scanned his blood and DNA. Tanuth open his mouth as if to speak, but firmly shut it again. The skull masked giant looked at him and the voice that came from the grill was gruff and hard.

“What is it boy, if u have something to say, say it or do u wish for me to remove your head from your neck. Which I will do if you keep your eyes lock as they are”.

Tanuth gasped and the boy beside him pissed his pants at the sound of the all commanding voice.

“Sir… Lord…. I…. wish to know what you’re doing with our blood”

“You have balls boy asking me a question, only 2 have ever said anything during the choosing. To answer your question boy, I am testing your body for corruption and mutation and physic ability all of which we do not allow within out brotherhood”.

The giant walked away before anything else could be said, to talk with his companion. The giant’s voice boomed across the square.

“we have chosen the ones we shall take” he nodded to the other he was with, who walked forward and grabbed the first boy from the line who Tanuth didn’t know well he lived in the hills away from the farm land where his family cut down trees and made charcoal. The second was Furgus one of his closest friends, the giant warrior then came to stand in front of him and reached out putting his huge metal hand on Tanuth’s shoulder.

“You are to come with us, boy”

Thus Tanuth’s life changed forever.

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Intersting, do they go chaos, or stay loyal?

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uummmmm not sure yet might have them walk the fine line between good and evil. but prob have them stay loyal

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Tanuth looked out of the port side view panel at the lush fields he has once called home as the metal bird as he knew it lifted from the ground, he could just make out his mother kneeling on the earth track leading away from town to the farm where they lived. In his minds eye he could see her crying as his father held her close, tears welled up in the corner of his eye but he blinked them away. A smile crept on to his face, this is what he wanted, what he always wanted to be a man of metal and power to be able to crush the life out of his enemies, he never told his farther what happened to one of the baby Erups (sheep like creature), when his mother stumbled across the remains and seeing the neck twisted to a unnatural angle. He always let his parents believe that a wild animal had got in to the enclosure.

Turning his attention to what was inside the air ship, Tanuth realised it wasn’t just them 3 who were on board. Looking in to a forward compartment Tanuth could see several other boys his own age.

“Yo Furgus, check out the others through there” pointing to the door

“Ye ye, tin head you didn’t think we would be the only ones did you”

“No, just didn’t expect to see any of them so soon”

Furgus turned to look at there silent companion “your Klaus right, stick close to us buddy and maybe we all might get through this”

“Uummm sure, if we live that is. Herd about the place they take the chosen, I have. Not a nice place they say, someone once told my da that only 4 out of every 6 survive the first tests”. Klaus shrugged and returned to sitting in silence.
As did Tanuth and Furgus, both thinking about what had just been said.

The ship shot out across the ocean heading north, soon snow covered mountains could be seen jutting out of the sea in the distance. The air ship slowed and banked to the left in a wide circle from the view port the three boys could see a fishing village and surrounding hamlets clearly. There was a jolt as the ship slowed further and began its landing sequence. A large commanding voice came over the loud speaker.

“You whelps had better stay put, while we pick up some more potential pups for the chapter”

In total the ship was on the ground for just over 3 hours as new potentials were selected from the fishing clan. Tanuth and his companions turned as the hatch to there compartment opened and watched as 3 boys were ordered in and directed to a line of seats. As the skull helm as Tanuth’s group called him left they turned to the new arrivals.

“Hey, lads nice to meet you I’m Furgus. This is Tanuth and Klaus”

Looking at each other the smallest boy in the middle replied

“Ye and you. This is Shamus, Lothbrok and I’m Hallmak”

Once again they were in the air and speeding across open plains towards the snowy peeks ahead. The ship thundered through a canyon and slowed to hover in front of a frozen waterfall out side the craft the snow was being whipped into a frenzy by high winds.

“That snow must be metres thick and that wind you would freeze in minutes” said Shamus

“Ye shame it wouldn’t freeze old skull helms mouth shut” chimed in Lothbrok

The others burst into laughter, the ship came to a sudden stop as it landed with a jolt that chucked Lothbrok across the compartment as he was doing an impression of the Chaplin. This sent the boys into another fit of laughter.

“Oh find something funny do we” the room went quiet as the hard rasping voice of the skull helmeted giant boomed out behind them.

“Now get your arses moving off this ship and just follow the others”

bleeding from countless wounds he charged.... full speed in to the bathroom holding his breath. this could be it this will be the end of me. the young marine thought. alas brother Bag Fart had just been in here.
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The six boys joined the line on chosen that filed through the massive hanger they had landed in, the frozen waterfall could be seen just off to the side of the open blast doors. A great grating sound thundered through the hanger as the doors closed behind another ship coming in to land. Following the others Tanuth could see other metal ships and half man half machine men tending to them.
They were led into a huge hall and made to form row after row until all 150 chosen were standing in 3 rows. The skull helmeted giant stood before them and spread his arms wide.

“Welcome Chosen ones, welcome to the Artic fox training base, I am Chaplin Chamoflem, here you will be subjected to 112 tests of survival. Not all of you will survive. Those who do will be given the honour of becoming pups within the 5th training company where u will spent the next 10 to 13 yrs training, this training will also include the surgical and medical tasks to turn you all into a Space marine, you will be stronger, more resilient and will become the gauntlet around the god emperor’s fist, but only if you have the will to survive the will to fight the chapters enemies. Only after all of this will you given the title of Artic fox battle brother and become a true member of our brotherhood. Now you maggots this is Sergeant Ezeric he will be your drill master, what he say goes no questions”

A marine stepped forward from the shadows, in full combat armour. His arms reached up and removed his helmet. The intake of breath was sharp as the sergeants head came in to view his skull was pitted with what looked like dents massive, scars crisscrossed his face and a metal eye stared at them from his left socket pulsing red as it focused on several faces. A gruff and commanding voice growled out of his heavily scared throat.

“What you knew of your old life is now over. Your transformation in to a space marine begins now over the next 300 days you will be subjected to 112 tests to weed out the filth that are unworthy to stand in the battle line as our brothers. Those of you who fail in these tests will be sent home to your village, if you are still alive………”

Tanuth stopped listening at this point to look round at the others who had been selected, so many of them looked scared some bored as if not believing it would be that hard others hanging on every word the marine said.

“Now these brothers will direct you to your chambers training begins at dawn tomorrow, dismissed”

Filing out of the great hall they were led down passage after passage until the came to a large corridor. The marine that had showed them the way started splitting them off in to groups of six and allocating them rooms.

“You six, this will be your chamber remember its location you will not be told its location again” turning away he led the next six to the room across the hall giving them the same speech

“How in the name of the emperor are we supposed to remember how to get here, all the corridors look the same”

“Oh can it fungus head, we will get used to it”

“Who you calling fungus head, Klaus”
“oh shut it you two, let me get some rest, emperor knows when dawn is can’t tell what time it is at all down here, for all we know its only an hour away”

Piling in to the room they found 3 sets of bunk beds climbing on to a bottom one it eh far corner Tanuth closed his eyes. Waking with a start he found the others in deep conversation.

“What are you lot jabbing about, I was have such a nice rest”

“Ah Tanuth your up, all our cloths are gone! You hear anything last night?”

“What, there gone?? What the hell!! What do you mean there gone Shamus”

“Just that, we woke up and all our cloths are gone”

A bang on the door stopped all conversation. It swung open with no noise at all which the boys found very creepy. A boy stood there in under shorts.

Rising a hand “yo guys, this is going to sound stupid but have all your cloths disappeared”

Lothbrok snorted “you got that right! How about you lot”

“Ye all ours are gone”

A rumbling echoed down the corridor as a half man, machine came rumbling down it towing a large trolley. Coming to a halt next to them, a metallic voice came from what used to be its mouth, which was now replaced by a metal box.

“These are your new garments, take two each. Change it each day, the dirty one will be taken for cleaning”.

It rumbled away down the corridor to the next rooms. Looking at the new comer and point at the back of the trolley pulling machine-man

“I guess that’s what happened to our cloths” holding up the black and white body glove and matching robe.

Heading back in to there rooms to change a voice came bellowing down the hall

“Get up you wimpy new born swine’s, its time for your morning training”

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Falling on to his bunk Tanuth could hardly move the training had been a lot harder than he thought, it could ever be. Nineteen hours they had been at it, nineteen will a brake only to eat three times amounting to 1 hour 3mins.

This continued for several weeks, over and over. Sward and shield training, hand to hand training, clubs, spears, axes and hammers all manner of weapons. This changed when after several weeks they were forced to do the same but with added weights to their bodies in the form of rings round there wrists and ankles. These weights got progressively heavier until one morning they came to the training ground after their allotted 5 hour sleep, to find Chaplin Chamoflum standing next to the now hated drill master. Looking round as if for the first time the 6 boys found that the group seemed smaller some how. Chaplin Chamoflum came forward.

“As you can see some of your number were not strong enough to endure the training. These boys have been sent away from the training camp. But you my chosen have past test one. The second test now begins”

He turned on his heals and walked away

“Right you maggots, the Chaplin might think your worthy but I know there are still weaklings among you, time things got a little harder”.

The tests grew harder and harder until the tenth test came around

They were led to an arena where 6 other boy where standing in the middle, all looked strong and tough, and had several scars over there bodies that could seen on their arms and legs. Others surly lay under their black and white body gloves.

“This is your next test, these boys where a special case and were recruited two years before you lot when their tribe was attacked and the fought off several men each of much older years than themselves”.

He waved a hand and the boys prepared holding weapons they were obviously used to and knew how to use. A great growl came from the far end of the arena drawing the viewer’s attention. Two huge snow leopards came bounding from an opening gate, towards the 6 boys. Circling to the right and left the two snow leopards attacked in tandem as the 6 boys defended 3 on 1. There was a growl of pain from one of the leopards as one of the boys struck it in the hind leg with a spear. An axe came down in a killing blow to cut the leopards head off in a single stroke. The Leopard twisted out the way breaking the shaft of the spear, twisting the arm of the boy holding it, to an unnatural angle. The boy screamed as bone splintered and broke through the skin, blood pooling on the floor. The axe came down on the metal floor and the leopard pounced over the axe its jaws in an open snarl to take the boy in the gullet blood sprayed from his artery as teeth sunk in ripping backwards taking the ruined chunk of flesh with it. Blood gurgle up from the gaping hole and the boys body went into shock. The third boy came at the leopard from the side and swung his hammer in a side ways stroke that connected with the side of the animals head making an audible crunching sound the leopard staggered sideways its eyes glazed over and crumpled to a heap on the floor. The other team had, had much better luck having surrounded the animal they had driven it back against a wall where the bludgeoned it to death with a series of blows. Medical staff came running forward as the second leopard died taking the injured boy away. While trying to save the others life.

The sergeant turning back to his charges said

“At first it will be six to one and it will progress until you’re fighting them two to one. Make sure you survive we have few recruits as it is, at this moment in time”.

bleeding from countless wounds he charged.... full speed in to the bathroom holding his breath. this could be it this will be the end of me. the young marine thought. alas brother Bag Fart had just been in here.
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Shamus established himself as leader of the group with Tanuth as his second. Shamus although quiet had an eye for tactics and a strong arm. Hefting his axe on to his shoulder, he led the group in to the arena for the 8th time. Their previous matches had been good with only some broken bones a few bite wounds and on one occasion Klaus had received a punctured lung on his left side but had managed to bring his hammer down on the animals skull before he lost consciousness. Furgus still had a bandage over his left thigh from a claw that had gouged into the muscle. Every one of them had some scars from claws and bites. But so far they had got off light.

Others hadn’t been so lucky a couple of doors down from their chamber, Sev’s group had lost three guys by the second round, and had been fighting three on one since. In Devon’s group there were only four of them left after an attack failed leading to a hole in their defence, allowing one of the leopards access to the rear of the other three who were defending against the second animal.

Today was their first match against three animals. The stood in a triangle formation ready to defend against the animals they knew were coming. The tactic was that which ever side was charged by the leopards would hold the animals as the other two sides swung out then inwards to trap the beasts in the centre of the formation and slaughter them.

“Ready guys here they come” shouted Shamus the battle fury welling up.

The leopards were released circling round to attack Shamus and Hallmak’s position. Hallmark wedged the end of his spear under his boot and angled it to take the leopard in the chest. The three animals came at the two boys. One pouncing towards Shamus, taking the weight of the beast against his shield, the second trying to leap over the spear got its innards mangled to shreds as Hallmak brought the tip up to slide in to the breast bone and puncture its lungs.

“Form up” ordered Tanuth

The four others had begun to make there move and the two sides swung out and round to close of the rear but Furgus stumbled on his injured leg causing his edge to close late and allow the third animal to weave out of the space and round to Shamus rear its eye fixed on the man fighting its comrade. Running low to the ground the animal came in low to sever the tendons in the back of his knee forcing him to fall sideways the others looked on in horror as the first beast now free set upon him ripping fingers from his hands clawing at his face. The third had proceeded to bite down on the back of Shamus’s neck blood spurted in an ark to land on Lothbrok’s hammer and face.

“Get it, get it now before he dies” shouted Lothbrok

The others moved into action bringing weapons to bear hacking down on the beasts backs willing them to let go of their friend. Blood continued to pool around Shamus causing Tanuth and Klaus to slip. With a slash of his sword, Tanuth who had regained his footing shouted and hacked at one of the leopard’s necks causing its blood to add to the filth that was already on the floor. Hallmak’s spear freed from the first beasts body finished off the final animal.

Stepping away, the medics rushed forward to look at the broken form of Shamus. The final spurts of blood exited from the rent in the back of Shamus’s neck. His eyes ripped from his skull great claw marks ran the entire length of his face. His left hand nothing but a ruined stump. His last breath ragged and rasping. There in the arena Shamus died before become a brother in the Artic Fox Chapter.

“so your group has finally lost a member, remember this feeling well young ones as it will not be the last” a fully armoured marine stepped from the shadows of the viewing gallery.



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“So your group has finally lost a member, remember this feeling well young ones as it will not be the last” a fully armoured marine stepped from the shadows of the viewing gallery. The marine was larger than any of them had seen before, the marine walked away down one of the passages leading from the arena.

Test after test was completed. Their number had been boosted several times by others who had lost their entire group or when a smaller group was disbanded to make up the numbers for others. Five times the team had been brought up to strength and four times they had lost the addition. From the 80th test their number was boosted by the only survivor of another team Maglon but he died in a gruesome and bloody mess on the hundredth test when he fell in to a canyon on one of the ice flows they were crossing while on one of the 5 weeks survival excursions. He had screamed all the way to the bottom hitting walls and jagged out crops as he fell leaving a red bloody trail behind him. Nothing could be done so the group now back to 5 had simple moved on. The final test was reached and the boys now led by Klaus who had stepped up to he plate after Shamus’s death, were preparing to move out.

The final test they had been told would test their strength to the limit, if they passed they would be initiated into the chapter as pup-brothers and start to receive the implants and genetic modifications that would start them on the path to becoming a full member of the chapter. All the surviving chosen had been called together to hear this speech and Tanuth was shocked to see how few of then remained. Out of the 150 chosen that had been brought to this place only 300 days before, 50 remained. Sev’s group he could see was down to just four, two of whom he didn’t recognise and must have been replacements from another group. Sev looked over at Tanuth and gave a small nod, which Tanuth returned. The heavy foot falls of armour boots came to a halt in front of the assembled groups. The commanding voice of Drill master sergeant Ezeric came to them


“Stand to chosen ones”

The slapping of healed leather boots sounded out at the boys came to attention. From a side door stepped the huge marine Tanuth had once seen in the shadow of the arena.

“Chosen, I am Captain Whynn of the Artic Fox 5th Company. I congratulate you on reaching the final test. If u pass, this final hurdle the Chapter will be proud and honoured to have you join us in our fight against the god emperor’s enemies. The title of pup-brother stands before you grasp it and be one with the Chapter. Your final test is one you must do alone as individuals to see if u have to strength to fight on when all your comrades are dead. Go forth from this keep bare footed and bare chested with only your chosen weapon and do not return until you have clothed your self in the fur of the ice flow bear and the booted your feet with the Artic fox. You have one hour to ready yourselves, dismissed”.

Tanuth filed out of the great hall and returned to the room he shared with the others to prepare.

The transport plane dropped the chosen, in different locations so they couldn’t meet up and hunt in a pack. Tracking collars were fitted to each of them to show location and life signs. Tanuth was shoved out the plane at a landing spot and given a bearing towards the keep that he would hopefully return to.


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His feet grew cold as he trudged through the snow, the blistering wind bit into his bare flesh. Tanuth not knowing what he would face had taken a large shield, a sword and a throwing axe. He walked for several hours in the direction of what he now considered home. That night he herd the howling of a pack of snow wolves. Hoping the pack didn’t come his way, he dug in to the side of a bank of snow to create a shelter and used his shield to block the most of the wind at the entrance. The sound of scraping woke him in the middle of the night to find small paws digging round the edge of his shield. Grabbing his axe he lifted it to strike at what ever came though the hole. The scraping stopped and a nose poked through. Down came the axe, crunching into the front of the animal’s skull. Dragging the limp form into his hiding hole he surveyed it in the dim light, hanging from his hand was a hare. Tanuth quickly tended to the fresh kill by drinking what was left of its blood, skinning it and taking the meat off the bones. Stuffed several chunks of raw meat into his mouth he felt the bodily fluids run down his gullet. Before then packing the skin with snow from his small man made cave, and then put the rest of the meat back in the skin covering it again with more snow, to keep it fresh. The next morning the wind had dropped and the sun shone bright on the snow and ice. Feeling much better from his unexpected meal Tanuth made good progress keeping high on the mountain side. He had to double back several times when he came to cliff edges and impassable trenches in the rock.
From one such dead end Tanuth could see a valley ahead which dipped low enough for trees to grow. Out from the valley like a snake in long grass wound a massive ice flow.

It took much longer than Tanuth thought to reach the tree line and enter the small wooded area. He had also eaten more of the raw meat and only had a little left in the hare skin. Collecting some scrap bits of wood and cutting a few branches off some of the old knarled trees he set about prepping a fire, cooking about half of what he had left and a collection of roots and berries he sat with his back to a tree and began to eat. The rest of the day was spent using his shield and axe to dig a pit in to which he laid sharpened stakes. Thin branches were laid over the hole and the scraps of hare meat placed in the centre. Climbing a tree Tanuth put his shield in the crook of a V shaped branch waited. Cramp raged in his back but still he waited, night had begun to fall when he spotted movement in the trees. A flash of white slid across thinly snow covered ground, looking round Tanuth noticed several sets of eyes flash in the gloom of the dusk light. A low growl could be herd from the bush just off to his right. Two rather large artic fox’s came out and circled towards the meat while growling at each other. Closer and closer to the braches they came, until one pounced at the other landing on the other fox’s back they battled teeth bright in the dim light red spots of blood dripping to the ground. Rolling around on the floor ever getting closer to the pit Tanuth had made. A third much smaller fox came from the opposite side of the pit belly on the ground it snuck forward towards the waiting meat it was on the first layer of braches closer to the pit.

Tanuth held his breath he was about to loose the two larger fox furs because of some opportunistic runt. Raising his axe for the throw he tensed his arm aiming for the two large ones.

“If I can get at least one of the large ones and the runt I can make a decent pair of boots”.

Tanuth stopped his throw just as he was about to let go of the axe. The runt had darted forward in a rush and the other two had noticed him, they launched themselves at the runt just as it grabbed the meat and began to fall towards to stakes. All three tumbled in to the pit yelping only to be suddenly cut off. Tanuth waited till a he was sure any other animal had been scared off by the commotion and yelping of the foxes. Sliding down the trunk of the tree, Tanuth with axe in one hand walked towards the edge of the pit. In the bottom two of the foxes were dead, impaled on two of the stakes, the runt however had survived falling between two of the sharpened points. Its eyes flashed the meat in its jaws, Tanuth slid down the wall of the pit. The runt of a fox scampered away to the other side. Tanuth ripped up several of the stakes, to get the bodies and lifted them up their limp forms hanging from his shoulder, never taking his eyes of the third. Turning round to clamber up the side of the pit, he felt teeth sink into his flesh. Not deep just enough to hang on, moving slowly Tanuth extracted himself form the pit and onto the snow covered ground. The runt of a fox flashed past turning its head to look at Tanuth before disappearing into the trees.


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bleeding from countless wounds he charged.... full speed in to the bathroom holding his breath. this could be it this will be the end of me. the young marine thought. alas brother Bag Fart had just been in here.

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