How Forbidden Love was started.

     Okay.  This is a blog I started to post character interviews.  The book I am starting with is a book I am writing with my virtual twin, Forbidden Love.

     Katelyn is my virtual twin.  My nickname for her is Kitten.  Well, it isn't really my nickname for her  It's just what I always call her.  My three year old brother (who was 2 then) started it.  He couldn't pronounce her name, so he called her Kitten.  I will be doing a lot of the character interviews with her, as a co-interviewer.
     We met through one of my real sisters, Becki, and they met online, with the Go teen writers.  Well, when we first met, we found out we were the same age (13), so we decided we were twins!  Well . . . she decided.  I wasn't as strange and crazy before I met her, so I didn't really understand her.

     Well, we decided to write a book together, because Becki and Katelyn were already writing a book together, and I thought we should do the same.  Well . . . actually, I decided and told her we were writing a book together.  :-D

     Anyway, I thought it was only fair to show you part of the prologue, so you can see what this book is all about.  So, here it is:

Forbidden Love

by Katelyn Marie Shear and Abri Badger

Prologue

The fog hung like a heavy curtain, descending from the Heavens and hanging between the forest trees. She darted to and fro, the fog veiling her from sight, the fading moonlight her only guide.

She moved quickly, expertly. Her footsteps were light, not a sound they made as they moved swiftly across the damp leaf and moss covered ground. She crept up to her prey, it not noticing the danger it was in. Senseless beast. The wind blew from her target, into her face, bringing it's scent to her.
She moved unnoticed by the creature whose death was nearer that it may think. Her arm drew back slowly, slowly, and then . . . twing! Zing! The bow let out it's short sound, and the arrow whined, as it flew through the air.
As it shot though the air, it broke the thick fog. The fallow stag let out a sharp squeal as it ran away from danger, the danger that was killing it. A ways away, it dropped to the ground, motionless.
Adelaide lowered her arm, after having held it up until she was sure her arrow had hit it's target. The perfect shot.

She put her fingers, lightly to her lips and whistled through them. “Adelwolf, fetch for me that stag.” The greyhound, whom was borrowed from friends in return of a bit of the meat, ran towards the stag's corpse. “Alianor! Ali, make haste. We have another one, and we must bring it home at once.” She walked an eighth of a mile back where she had come from, and pulled their stubborn donkey, Derfael, over and waited for her sister to appear.
Alianor, a year Adelaide's younger, dropped down from the tree she had climbed up into. “Coming, Adelaide.” She walked over to corpse and tapped it lightly with her boot-clad toe. Adelaide refrained from rolling her eyes.

“It is dead, Alianor. I have yet to miss a shot on any animal. When I do, you have full permission to kill me. I am of no use otherwise.” Adelaide pulled Derfael forward a bit, somewhat impatient for Alianor to load the creature onto the cart so they could be off. “Will you hurry up? We haven't much time before daybreak.”

“I know you hit it, but you mightn't have hit it in the correct place, so it might just be injured.” She said determinedly, as she hefted the large animal onto the small cart and tied it on. Then she walked to the other side of Derfael, and they both walked towards the meadow that was not far from their home.

Adelaide's senses were alert, and she found herself strangely tense. She was unable to shake off the feeling of how something was soon to go wrong. Soon. But, how soon? She didn't know.

Now, since Katelyn wrote the prologue, I thought you should read something I wrote, so here is part of the first chapter:

“Adelaide. Are you ready to go to the market now?”

“Yes. I have to grab my cloak.” said Adelaide, as she lifted her ragged cloak off a hook on the wall. 

“Do you have your cloak, Alianor?”

“Yes, Adelaide. I dare to suggest you look at me before questioning my appearance.”

     I hoped you liked it and are excited to read more!  ^_^

          Abri.  Philippians 4:13