The Blurred Line

[Aalai]

"I havl gotten use' to it."
In fact he had. Whether it was the fearful gazes of children when he clacked out his newly acquired whip, or the laughing eyes when a warlord saw his diminiutive figure he was used to being stared at. Not to say that he liked it. Green eyes gleaming he turned back towards his fellow squirell. In all truth the vermin encampment was to the elft of the path near where the settlement he was talking of laid.
"I just came from there, I started walking when the damn rain hit, and after I realized i couldn't sit it out I decided it was to late to walk back."
Pausing he continued:
"So I thoug' to meself; Julian wouldn' there be another settlement not to far away? So here I am. "
Not being one to pry he decided not to ask the same question of his fellow tree-climbing species. No, all he wanted now was to dry off, and quit sneezing! That was all he had been doing since the rain ahd started falling.As if to tease him a sneeze ripped out of his throat as he turned back towards Silas.

[Silas]

Noting the slight use of profanity in the other squirrel's language, Silas sighed. "Well, you're outta luck, mate. The next settlement's a good fifteen miles away..." He glanced back to where he had come from.

((Blech.))

[Aalai]

Damn. Well that was to expected in the massive scale of Mossflower. Well if he did go back he would end up back at the warlord's camp, and likely be laughed at for failing. Not to mention he had failed before he had even gotten started. Pitiful.
"Wha' do ya plan on doing?"
Ask a good beast how to get out of the rain and no doubt one could follow suit and do likewise. If you did that with vermin they'd kick you out of camp and become suspicious, goodbeasts were seldom like that.

[Silas]

"Well," Silas thought upon this for a second. A valid question. He didn't really know exactly where he was going, only knowing that he was going somewhere. "Just heading south, I guess." He shrugged. Winter was due in a few months, and the natural urge to move to warmer climates prevailed in the wandering warrior's mind. Besides, he didn't really have a home...

[Aalai]

Wolverines wouldn't be to the south. Yet now that he thought about it it would look odd if he walked north. Witner was coming. Not to mention he needed to find information, and really didn't wish to run into the wolverine himself. If he had the wildcat running scared then he was very likely a dangerous beast.
"Sounds interestin' and travelin alone is unwise."

[Silas]

Silas pulled the thinnest smile at this. "Then both of us wouldn't be all that wise." He observed, saying that only to prove that he thought Julian was saying his last sentence quite out of place. He was the supposed entertainer here, not a fighting beast, such as Silas was.

[Aalai]

"Ah true. But what threat am I?"
In other words which one looked like the had mroe valuables? The squirell drabbed in the thick coat, or the wet one dressed in half of a patched tunic, with a belt around his waist? Frankyl anyone smart would attack the richer, but if they wanted to win they'd attack the poorer of the two beasts. Above the sky split with a resounding 'CRACK~' followed shortly after by a staticy crackly. Thunderstorm.