Ruff and Tumble

“Do you think he gets it yet?”

Ruff looked down the edge of his blade as light shimmered in incandescent colors down the length of the eight foot sword. “I don’t know, but it appears he’s at least on the path again.”

“Well, he’s never been off of it,” assured Tumble. “He’s just been savoring the steps.”

“A little too savory, if you ask me,” said Ruff. As the sword cut through air with effortless flicks of his mighty wrist, it left behind trails of stardust that chimed together in a crystalline composium of fluttering sound. “I haven’t had the chance to use this in ages.”

“You’ve used it plenty,” said Tumble.

“Not on this detail,” Ruff argued. “Thats the problem with pacifists. No action.”

“Trust me,” said Tumble, “He provides plenty of action.”

“That’s because your defense,” said Ruff, standing up and returning his sword to the sheath hanging on his back. “The guys gotta get off his ass and create some conflict before I’m gonna get any action.”

“It’ll come, Ruff. You know as well as I do that it’ll come.”

Steve McAllister is the author of The Rucksack Letters and How to Survive an Estralarian Mind Meld. He posts regularly at InkenSoul.com and is currently the Director of Operational Development for the Common Wealth Time Bank in Sarasota, Florida. Follow him on Twitter, Facebook, and YouTube.

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