-Grim Reapers- Chapter 7 When Spinenefrus awoke, he felt something in the air and poked his head out the entrance. The forty-sixth festival was set up and creatures were returning to it, just as they had done for the last 46 years. Spinenefrus growled and went to wake Talon up. The spino had barely extended his arm when the reaper’s head shot up. “Good morning, Spinenefrus.” Talon said. “Hast Glut.” The warrior said. “What are we doing today?” The reaper said, hiding his confusion. “Uh…..festival?” Spinenefrus growled. Talon followed the spino out the door, where the battle-scared warrior stretched and yawned. “Spinenefrus…nevermind.” “What do you need, youngster?” The spino said. “…I…really miss my mom.” Tears ran down his face and the reaper buried himself in the ground. You may be wondering why the spino didn’t say anything. He was a bit mad that the reaper hadn’t told him earlier, but was also trying to think what could cheer him up. Spinenefrus hummed a tune to himself, softly at first, but it increased in volume slowly. Talon moved some dirt aside so he could hear it better, and recognized it immediately: The War-chant of the Yuty. “From the ashes he rose, strong and tall, with a little dust sprinkled on his nose. And he traced runes in the soil, trees out of dust, oceans from clouds, animals from ash. And he lived a long, full life, filled with war and death, but also hope.” The spino ended the song with a little quiver. “You really got that song down.” Talon said. “I don’t think I’ve have it down that good.” “Er…well, it’ll take time, but let’s go to the festival and enjoy it.” Spinenefrus said. 5 good votes and eighth is on basilisk page. Sixth is on sabertooth salmon and first on reaper. I really hope you’re enjoying the series, and if you think that I should add something, pls put it on reaper in stories.