bald spot that had never grown back. Other than his face, he was an average looking Chufa sporting a thin build and standing at a medium height. Without his scars there would not have been anything really special about the boy and most likely he would have been looked over by others.
This was not the first time Dor had had a run in with PocMar and his group of young goons. Every opportunity PocMar got he tried to make those younger than him look foolish or suffer, especially when it came to Thane and Dor.
Dor looked around at the faces of the others grinning back at him with proud smirks as if they had caught some great prize. He also noticed Thane, not too far away, in the same predicament but with a gag so he was not able to shout a warning. By the look of him he must have given quite a struggle. PocMar especially hated Thane because of his good looks and uniqueness having a part of all five Tane. Even though Thane felt his Tane were more a burden then anything else, PocMar had decided that Thane was full of himself because of it. After all, that is how PocMar would have been.
“Looks like we caught ourselves a couple of lake rats boys,” PocMar snickered as he bent down closer putting his drooping eye into Dor’s face. Thane may have given up fighting after a couple of well placed heels to the ribs but Dor was fueled and ready to burn at such an arrogant whelp.
“Listen Poc-Scar….” Dor let out a grunt as PocMar’s fist slammed against his stomach temporarily stealing the air from his lungs.
“You had better watch your mouth you little weasel,” PocMar screamed. “And show me a little respect before I mash that ugly face of yours into fish bait!”
“Just a slip of the tongue,” Dor whispered as he gasped for breath. “What I meant to say was...please let us go.” PocMar grinned with satisfaction that quickly turned to fury when Dor added under his breath, “Poc-Scar.”
This time Dor was left speechless by PocMar’s heel as it pounded into his ribs. “That’s it you little imp!” PocMar yelled, throwing himself into a tantrum. “It’s time you both learned some manners and I’m just the person to teach them to you.”
Thane struggled to free himself not anxious to be kicked again while Dor lay on the ground still gasping for breath, a hint of a smile on his face. PocMar and the others pulled Dor and Thane into kneeling positions and were about to lay into them when a small voice cried out from the trees behind them. “You leave them alone you big bullies!”
“Oh, perfect,” Dor huffed still struggling for breath. “That’s all we need right now.”
Out from behind a tree and onto the path came little TamVen with her fists clenched at her hips and her worse scowl crinkling her face. “You leave them alone and untie them this instant, you big troll’s head.”
PocMar’s face curled into a repulsive look of amusement while the other four boys just burst into laughter. “What’s this Thane?” PocMar sneered. “Is this your little protector come to save you like she did yesterday with the troll? I hear you and Dor were falling over each other to get away leaving Tam alone to defend you both.”
“That’s not true and you know it!” Dor yelled finally regaining the use of his lungs. Thane sat quietly his eyes reflecting the pain the remark had caused though he tried desperately not to show it. Tam ran up to PocMar and tried to slug him but he caught her arm before she got close.
“You better leave now little girl and go back to your mother before she thinks you were eaten by another troll.” PocMar said while flinging her to the
This was not the first time Dor had had a run in with PocMar and his group of young goons. Every opportunity PocMar got he tried to make those younger than him look foolish or suffer, especially when it came to Thane and Dor.
Dor looked around at the faces of the others grinning back at him with proud smirks as if they had caught some great prize. He also noticed Thane, not too far away, in the same predicament but with a gag so he was not able to shout a warning. By the look of him he must have given quite a struggle. PocMar especially hated Thane because of his good looks and uniqueness having a part of all five Tane. Even though Thane felt his Tane were more a burden then anything else, PocMar had decided that Thane was full of himself because of it. After all, that is how PocMar would have been.
“Looks like we caught ourselves a couple of lake rats boys,” PocMar snickered as he bent down closer putting his drooping eye into Dor’s face. Thane may have given up fighting after a couple of well placed heels to the ribs but Dor was fueled and ready to burn at such an arrogant whelp.
“Listen Poc-Scar….” Dor let out a grunt as PocMar’s fist slammed against his stomach temporarily stealing the air from his lungs.
“You had better watch your mouth you little weasel,” PocMar screamed. “And show me a little respect before I mash that ugly face of yours into fish bait!”
“Just a slip of the tongue,” Dor whispered as he gasped for breath. “What I meant to say was...please let us go.” PocMar grinned with satisfaction that quickly turned to fury when Dor added under his breath, “Poc-Scar.”
This time Dor was left speechless by PocMar’s heel as it pounded into his ribs. “That’s it you little imp!” PocMar yelled, throwing himself into a tantrum. “It’s time you both learned some manners and I’m just the person to teach them to you.”
Thane struggled to free himself not anxious to be kicked again while Dor lay on the ground still gasping for breath, a hint of a smile on his face. PocMar and the others pulled Dor and Thane into kneeling positions and were about to lay into them when a small voice cried out from the trees behind them. “You leave them alone you big bullies!”
“Oh, perfect,” Dor huffed still struggling for breath. “That’s all we need right now.”
Out from behind a tree and onto the path came little TamVen with her fists clenched at her hips and her worse scowl crinkling her face. “You leave them alone and untie them this instant, you big troll’s head.”
PocMar’s face curled into a repulsive look of amusement while the other four boys just burst into laughter. “What’s this Thane?” PocMar sneered. “Is this your little protector come to save you like she did yesterday with the troll? I hear you and Dor were falling over each other to get away leaving Tam alone to defend you both.”
“That’s not true and you know it!” Dor yelled finally regaining the use of his lungs. Thane sat quietly his eyes reflecting the pain the remark had caused though he tried desperately not to show it. Tam ran up to PocMar and tried to slug him but he caught her arm before she got close.
“You better leave now little girl and go back to your mother before she thinks you were eaten by another troll.” PocMar said while flinging her to the
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