Chapter 87 - A Sister in Need

The moon shone a glittering light on the Moonveiled Claws sisters as they rode through the thick forest. The hoofs of their horses crunched lightly on the dirt, but they had no specific destination in mind. They just had one goal in mind, to live in peace, free from violence and persecution. The journey was made more difficult by the night's chill, which pricked their flesh. As the cold crept into her bones, Lanna coughed, gasping for air. Lycoria glanced back at her with concern, “Lanna, are you alright?” Lanna waved a dismissive hand, “I’m fine, just thirsty” she said, her voice was weak. Nythara rode next to her and looked around the woods, "I'll look for a nearby lake. We may pause for water” Before anyone objected, she got off her horse. They were on alert of the intense solitude in the woods, the sisters drew nearer to one another. Then it came to them, a crunching sound, like a tree branch snapping under a large object. Lycoria's muscles stiffened, and she gestured fo