The Missowahs and Their Leader

[Wolfie]

A large, greyfurred young otter was awake with the sun as had become his habit as chieftan. He walked silently from the tribal camp to a waterfall in the nearby forest where he went every morning. He sat on a large, flat rock in front of the waterfall and closed his eyes for a moment, just listening to the forest sound all around him. He then stood and lowered himself into the water. He walked over to the cliff that was right against the pool and sat on the rock shelf that jutted out into the water. As he sat chest deep in the water, he closed his eyes again and meditated.

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[glow=red,2,300]Luke was on his weekly trek through the wilderness. He traveled for a long time away from Redwall and Mossflower, all the way to the Green Isles. Luke was walking for over and hour now, fighting unseen enemies of flies and gnats. He had decided to take a bath in the nearest body of water besides the ocean. A large crashing noise alerted him of a soon to come bath. A waterfall is near, Luke thought, I must see that these OUCH pests are driven off. Luke entered the waterfall's premise and lowered himself into the water's cold embrace. He looked around the area and spotted a large, greyfurred otter on the edge of the waterfall. "Hello there! Can you hear me?" Luke doubted that this otter could hear him, so he climbed to the waterfall and yelled again.[/glow]

[Wolfie]

The otter chieftan's left ear flicked toward the voice as his eyes opened slowly. He looked over calmly and was surprised to see a mouse siting near the waterfall. He'd never seen any creature besides an otter before because no other creature except otters had ever been to the area before. He watched him curiously a moment before raising a paw out of the water and waving at him. Hello. What's your name?

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[glow=red,2,300]"Luke Skywalker, at your service. And to whom am I speaking to?" Luke waded towards the otter's general location then stoped and began praticing breathing from a half-submerged chest. He watched the otter reply, thinking on the abilities of his new companion. I think he is a local chieftan that is suprised to see me here. I heard that anything but otters have been here in a long time.[/glow]

[Wolfie]

The large otter stood and bowed politely. I am Wolfblaze Ripfang, the chieftan of my tribe. Most just call me Wolf or Chief Wolf, though. You can just call me wolf. Exactly how did you manage to find your way here? Otters are the only creatures to have seen this valley until now.

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[glow=red,2,300]"I am Luke Skywalker, At your service. I am a 'Jedi' and I live in Redwall. I got here from just plain traveling. Dont excatly remember. But...do you have any hotroot-n'-shrimp soup? I am famished." Luke rubbed his stomach.[/glow]

[Wolfie]

The otter laughed at the mouse's question and nodded. Aye, cully. I'm sure there's some cookin' back ay camp fer breakfast right now. Follow me. I'll lead ye to my tribe's camp. He waded over to the side of the pool and climbed out of the water, shaking his fur dry as he waited for his new companion.

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[glow=red,2,300]Thank you, Chief wolf. I appreciate your kindness. Luke waded to Wolf and dried himself off. Luke watched Wolf appreciatively. How will your tribe react to seeing me? I mean, your tribe has not seen any other creatures here like me. Will they poke me?[/glow]

[Wolfie]

The otter laughed and shook his head. Nah, mate. I won't let 'em do that. They will be very curious, though so I'd be prepared to answer a lot of questions if'n I was you. He stood and stretched before heading back toward his camp at a slow and liesurely pace, allowing the mouse to catch up.

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[glow=red,2,300]OK. I was a proffesional back at Redwall, Dibbuns ask the silliest of questions. Luke ran to Wolf and walked an even pace with his. So...What do you do for a living around here?[/glow]

[Wolfie]

Wolf smiled down at his new companion as he continued walking. Well... We're what you might call Tradesmen. We make all sorts of things: weapons, clothes, armor, tools, jewlery. Some we keep for tribal use, and then we sell and trade the rest with neighboring tribes.

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[glow=red,2,300]Oh. I dont excatly have a proffesion, but im a 'jedi'. I got this sword from Salamastrodon. its 100% badger made. Luke took out his sword and presented it to Wolf. Here, try it. its built to cut through metal in combat.[/glow]

[Wolfie]

Wolf took the blade carefully and swung it a few times experimentally. He handed it back to the mouse with a nod of approval. That's a right fine blade you got there, matey. Take good care of it an' it'll serve ye well. Most of our blades are made out of carved stone, but they work well.

[Calvin "Freckle" McMurray]

[shadow=black,right,3000][glow=red,2,300]Wow. So, not trying to sound impatient, but how far till your camp? My feet are killing me. Plus i want to see your tribe. Luke took his blade and sheathed it. He sneezed twice after that, and apoligized. This guy is skilled. I wonder how his combat prowness is...
OOC: I am experimenting with the buttons, so things will be different every time.[/glow][/shadow]

[Wolfie]

Wolf laughed and pulled back a clump of bushes, showing the large camp. We're already there, mate. Guests first. He bowed politely, holding the bushes aside and allowing Luke to enter the camp first.