A Very Bad Start.....

[Silas]

Still reluctant to say anything, Reddab told the information 'in a nutshell'. "Reddab come from th' north side of the lake. Foxers up farther north, and here, so Reddab stay put. 'Till got captured." This time he ate at the bread a little slower, enjoying it while it lasted.

[Wolfie]

Toboe nodded thoughtfully and set another piece of bread down abesntmindedly as the robin finished the previous one. I was born on a small island that I thought no one knew of, at least until we were attacked by Corsairs.... I was only three when my parents were killed. I barely escaped myself. Maybe that's why I'm as scared and timid as I am. I don't think I've ever really gotten over it.

[Silas]

For a moment Reddab stood silently, unsure of what to say. He shifted from claw to claw, leaving half of the bread uneaten in front of him. Then, he finally spoke, looking down at the floor in between him and Toboe. "Reddab knows... Reddab's fam'ly was taken by the vermins..." He gestured minutely to the structure around him. "Reddab feel no better here, can tell you that!..."

[Wolfie]

Toboe lowered his ears sympathetically. I'm sorry, Reddab. I'll talk to Hans and see if I can get you a more comfortable room to stay in if you'd like me to. What do ya say?

[Silas]

"Sound... okay..." The robin agreed, though hesitantly. He wasn't out of this yet, not by far. He hoped that the cat would keep true to his word, and let him free after all of this, but he had a feeling that during that time, he would find himself in many an odd or dangerous situation at the paws of this 'Hans'.

[Wolfie]

Toboe smiled and held out another piece of bread of bread with a gentle paw, this time hanging onto it and waiting for the bird to come grab it from him. I'll keep my promises to you. I've never broken a promise. Not to anyone. I'll keep you safe.

[Silas]

The bird steadily advanced, then took the bread. Now completely sure that Toboe wouldn't try something, he ate the bread, gulping it down before saying, "...Thanka you, Toboe." That expression obviously extended farther than the food, but to something intangible. A sort of trust was gained...

[Wolfie]

Toboe nodded and stroked the bird's head softly. Anytime, Reddub. All you have to do is ask, and I'll be there. Say... Have you ever left this island before? If you have, have you ever seen a rat with one purple eye and one green eye with a scar over the purple eye?

[Silas]

The robin thought for a bit, tracing his memory, then shook his head, neckfeathers ruffled some in the action. "Nome, Reddub stay 'way from rats. They all the same to Reddub." he said, shrugging his wings.

[Wolfie]

Toboe's ears lowered diappointedly. Oh. Okay. I've been trying to find him for four years now. He took care of me when I was younger and taught me everything I know. I'd probably be dead by now if it weren't for him.

[Silas]

"Oh. I sees." Reddub responds, a little puzzled. He never knew rats were helpful creatures in any degree, so this was a change from the stereotypical views he has often appropriated for vermin in general. That's why Toboe's helping and feeding him had caused apprehension and doubt to grip him. Sitting down upon the floor, he let his limbs relax.

[Wolfie]

Toboe nodded and lay back on the floor, folding his arms behind his head. He stared up at the cieling as memories of the time he had spent with the kindly rat. Yeah. He was a second father to me. He raised me like I was one of his own. He didn't have any family left either. He was just like me...

[Hans Vermeer (Cole)]

Hans made up his mind. He was going. Because the cog is a Small ship. It did not need many to manage it. Maybe if he was lucky. When he hits a attacking pike. The other flesh eating fish will ignore the cog and attack the fish.

Hans took Salvador and two monitors, four weasels, A ferret, and three bowcats. He would leave William, Toboe, Safira, and Barraconda.

William. Finding out he was to be left in charge. Was very proud. As Pine Martins will. He thought he could take care of the place well while the fox left. The proud Pine Martin even got dressed up to make himself look like one who was left in charge. He came out of his chambers. Wearing a Steel Breastplate armor with a white Teutonic Knight-style tunic with cape. Flanked by two monitors and their battle axes.

Maybe i over did it..... He thought smugly. But this clothing was well worth showing off.

Hans had gathered a small team and had sailed off. It was pure luck that Hans' plan worked. While the pike tore one of their own apart. The cog sailed safely past. Now. When he makes it to the other dock. He will be able to do some imperialistic and economic work...

(Keep in mind that i said a Teutonic Knight-style tunic. Meaning it looked alot like a Teutonic Knight Tunic. Mainly because i thought it would make him look very well dressed and make him look cool.)

[Silas]

A shadow, all but imperceptible, followed this pine marten, examining the beast from afar. He observed his movements, his intentions conveyed by them, his expression showing his thoughts. The shadow sighed a silent sigh of disappointment. To remove this character, he would need only minimal effort, it seemed. No one believed who he was. Or what, for that matter. They'd see, soon enough.

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Reddab nodded, rubbing his beak into his plumage to scratch an itch. He sat there silently, not really able to say much upon the subject.

[Wolfie]

Toboe's eyes closed as he started singing softly. When I close my eyes to this paradox place
I'll fly away, far away from here
I'll get away and dream, dream of you

When it's all said and done
And the night has come
I'll disappear, take flight on the wind of wishing you were here
Fading light, like a star whose life has been gone for years

And I'll fly, fly across the sky
And I'll leave, I'll leave it all behind
If you'll be here, here with me tonight
I'll be fine, I'll be fine
I'll be fine
As his song finished he wiped his cheeks quickly. My mother used to sing that song to me before she... before it happened.