User talk:Brockfang

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Please leave a message on my talk page if I can help with anything! -- Skipper Rorc (Talk) 02:08, January 29, 2010

A bank vole was siting alongside a creek witha fishing pole in paw. He was humming a little ditty as he enjoyed the beautiful morning. A few minutes later he had a nice trout over the cooking fire at the entrance to his den. The vole was about to sprinkel watercress and other various plants over the fish when he heard a rustle in the bushes to his right. He stared around for a few minutes before shrugging and turning to continue cooking his meal. The rustling came again this time louder and more vigorious. This time the vole turned and started to walk over to the bushes. A soft whoosh came from directly opposite, and with a sigh and a soft thud, the woodlander fell to the ground, a dagger hilt protruding from his back.

A black fox trotted out of the tree cover toward the steaming trout. As he went, he pulled the dagger from the vole's body and wiped it on the grass. He then proceeded to the fish, using the dagger to spear the hot pieces. After he had eaten his fill, the fox trotted over to the bushes. There he untied a rpoe from the branches and looped it around his waist. Finally, he wiped all traces of footprints and any other tracks from the site, then trotted off, green eyes glinting in the sunlight.

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 * "Arrowtail, I know it's quite soon after losing your parents, but I can't keep you in the Infirmary any longer. I need the space. Abbess Sarlera has arranged for you to be adopted by Thridge, the gatekeeper. She has a son your age, and I think you'll like it there."

Fayel was greeted with a blank stare. She sighed. Well, at least she hasn't all out protested. She leaned down and picked up the sack containing Arrow's things. There wasn't al lot. A couple of Tunics, a small carving of her parents, and the tailring from the bag found at the campsite. The carving had been Sarlera's but she had decided to pass it on to the dibbun squirrel, along with the tailring.

The mouse and squirrel walked slowly down the steps to the Great Hall. As they passed the tapestry of Martin the Warrior, Arrowtail paused and looked up at the kind face of the mouse warrior. From the first time since her parents had died, she smiled.

There. although Rorc might find it. Oh well, i THINK i can trust him. Windy Wildbrush Never mess with a fox when death is on the line! 01:03, March 27, 2010 (UTC)