Feather Trial

The darkening sky signalled that a storm was brewing, 'What a great day to go treasure hunting!' Lenir thought sarcastically to himself. He didn't care though, if it was rain or shine, he'd still go treasure hunting. Truth be told, it's his first big treasure hunting trip. 

He'd go alone on this hunt of relics, he was prepared and bought his own tools and equipment to travel swiftly in the treacherous cavern of Bootleg bog. He'd even carried a weapon with him, just in case pirates came. He'd heard stories of them scouring this area for their share of treasure. 

He was afraid of pirates, so he hoped he wouldn't bump into any. He ventured to the caverns, not an ounce of fear about it. He eventually found something, a small old box and quickly left the cavern so he could discover what was inside. 

When he reached the bottom of Bootleg bog, another ship was there with a black flag and a white skull. "Why does it have to be pirates? Maybe I should've found a new hobby." He mumbled under his breath.

The pirates were talking amongst themselves when they noticed the small box that Lenir was carrying. "Hey! That belongs to us!" One of them snarled across the other side of the bog. 

Heart beating fast, he still has time to run and board his boat. Arrows flew behind his paw steps, they were desperate for this little box. One of the arrows scraped his shoulder, a small trail of blood trickling down his shirt. He reached his little boat and started it, the pirates hot on his heels. 

He managed to escape them, if they had been closer to him when they noticed he was there, it would've been a different story. 

He opened the little box and was surprised to find a feather. A feather for escaping the pirates even though he had an overwhelming fear of them.