Post by faithfulguardian on May 22, 2014 16:56:49 GMT -5
The woods had fallen silent some moments ago. No birds sang, no squirrels chattered, the only sound Danny could hear was that of her own heartbeat and the soft breathing of the men that lay to either side of her. She rested her cheek on the stock of her rifle and sighted down the barrel, waiting for something to step into its range. She and Eliza had been traveling with Major Rogers for a few weeks now, in hopes of meeting the man that slipped him his information. They had both decided a life of espionage suited them well enough, especially since they were already proficient in disguises.
She glanced at the Scot that waited beside her, he lay a few yards off, his eyes scanning the forest floor below them. on the other side was Pete, the old man who always had a pipe stuck between his teeth, lit or otherwise. right now it rested against his lips and hung upside down to remind him not to pull on it. Beyond him she could see Eliza lower on the ridge they waited on.
Far off a horse snorted and Danny's attention snapped back to her gun. below them at the bottom of the gulley was a pool of water, too shallow to be called a pond, but too big to be called a puddle. Here is where they would ambush the American Dragoons. Her finger went to rest on the trigger as the first of the cavalrymen came into view, waiting for Roger's signal to fire.
She glanced at the Scot that waited beside her, he lay a few yards off, his eyes scanning the forest floor below them. on the other side was Pete, the old man who always had a pipe stuck between his teeth, lit or otherwise. right now it rested against his lips and hung upside down to remind him not to pull on it. Beyond him she could see Eliza lower on the ridge they waited on.
Far off a horse snorted and Danny's attention snapped back to her gun. below them at the bottom of the gulley was a pool of water, too shallow to be called a pond, but too big to be called a puddle. Here is where they would ambush the American Dragoons. Her finger went to rest on the trigger as the first of the cavalrymen came into view, waiting for Roger's signal to fire.
