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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 18:16:37 GMT -5
Rio nodded. Yep. They was a ferret an' a rat alright. I'd know the scent of rat an' feret anywhere. I'm pretty sure they don't know we saw them, though.
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 18:23:47 GMT -5
"Well, either way, I'll tell the others. Are there any more of you, by the by?" He asked Rio and Mari, indicating the number of otters in their group. "Yeah," Ghost replied for them, seeing what the squirrel was trying to do. "We'll tell them to meet up with ye." Silas nodded. "Alright." and took off through the trees once more.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 18:27:41 GMT -5
Mari twisted the hem of her tunic worriedly while Rio looked around anxiously, all his senses on full alert.Neither knew what was going to happen, but both knew it wasn't going to be anything good.
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 18:30:45 GMT -5
Ghost himself felt his skin itch with anxiety, particularly his headfur. But he had been in danger all of his life. The feeling was regarded as if it were a gnat, annoying but inconsequential. All they had to do was wait now. "Let's get back to camp." He said, quietly sniffing the last bit of sadness away as he did so.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 18:32:45 GMT -5
Both nodded their agreement and started walking back toward their camp. Mari walked more slowly, waiting for Ghost to catch up with her. She kept a close eyes on them both in case of an ambush.
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 18:39:06 GMT -5
Ghost himself was moving at a quick trot, stopping only to slap a bandage back into place on his wrist. Time was of the essence.
A short ways away, the ten beasts the fox captain had sent out were moving towards Mari and Rio, thinking that the sounds of rushing beasts were that of the two wolves and the fox. Various posoned weaponry was at paw, and every one of them was eager to kill.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 18:44:44 GMT -5
Mari's ears twitched at the sound of footpaws running along behind them. Rio heard the noise too and barked warningly as he dove into the bushes quickly and quietly. Mari followed him silently.
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 18:47:43 GMT -5
The noise stopped momentarily as the vermin realized it was an otter they were following. nine went in the correct direction now, one unaccounted for.
Ghost looked about through narrowed eyes, getting a scent of a weasel on the breeze. But where was he? He was close... "Stay sharp." he told the otters.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 18:51:51 GMT -5
They both nodded understandingly and readied their weapons for a vicious attack as they looked around tensely. They knew that nine out of the ten that had been following them had moved off which meant one was still hunting them.
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 18:58:08 GMT -5
The whistle of a shaft was heard, headed for Rio's back, appearing from a nearby bush twenty paces away. The weasel readied another arrow, not waiting to see the results of his shot.
Ghost turned around only to see the arrow fly, but if he moved now to stop the arrow his energy would be wasted. Hopefully it missed. Instead, he rushed their attacker, drawing his katana with ease.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 19:01:04 GMT -5
Rio heard the whistle of the arrow and dodged it. He and Mari then both lunged at the weasel with their weapons ready. They were out for blood now.
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 19:12:06 GMT -5
The weasel hissed, baring his fangs as he let loose another shaft, this time in the general direction of Mari. Ghost, as his namesake, came out of nowhere, closing the gap despite his wounds. At the rate he was going, he could keep up with the otters, and the three of them would hit the weasel at the same time.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 20:48:51 GMT -5
Mari snarled angrily in response to the weasel's hiss and leapt at him, inteding to tackle him to the ground. Rio hissed back at the weasel and loosed a shaft from his own bow
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Post by Silas on Nov 18, 2007 20:58:28 GMT -5
The arrow whizzed past the weasel's ear, so close it delivered a small cut as it continued on its course. Then the beast turned and ran from the three beasts as fast as he could. Ghost, the light of battle in his eyes, shouted and ran after him, gaining speed. Five paces behind, he was catching up.
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Post by Wolfie on Nov 18, 2007 21:28:59 GMT -5
Both otters followed swiftly, brandishing their wepons and yelling battle cries. Back at camp, Tairan and Wolfbane had quickly gotten everything packed up, the fire put out, and their weapons readied. Now they were waiting for the fight.
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