Travelers

[Quickpaw]

OOC: I see.))

BIC: Vash momentarily put his hand on his back and winced, thinking of a memory. "At least someone thinks so." he said under his breath. He sulked a bit and stayed quiet.

[Quickpaw]

OOC: hello?))

[W0NWILL]

OOC: Hello!

[Quickpaw]

OOC: oh hi! Thought you had left.))

[W0NWILL]

OOC: I rely on my email to tell me what's going on.

BIC: "C'mon! Time to go!" Breersk skipped ahead with Wing.

[Quickpaw]

OOC: oh ok.))

Vash sighed and followed behind.

[AbbotAlf0805]

Gareth really didn't like this new vermin member and he watched him closly.

[W0NWILL]

Breersk was singing with Wing:

"Give us dinner every eve,
Or we'll pack our bags and leave.
Where we'll go to we don't know,
Up the path a league or so.
If we don't find comfort there,
Back to Redwall we'll repair.
We'll eat pudden, pie, and cake,
All the Abbey cooks can bake!"

[Quickpaw]

Vash looked at Gareth. "What?" he asked with a glare.

[Rainshadow]

  Wing took another bite of his apple, not realizing that he had finished it already.  He chomped down on his paw.  "Ow!  Dat 'urt!"  He glared at Breersk, as if somehow it was his fault.

[Quickpaw]

OOC: lol.))

[Rainshadow]

  Wing stuck his paw in his mouth, trying to get the pain to stop.  "Iff 'uwffs (It hurts!)!"  He tried to speak around the paw in his mouth.  It didn't work well.

[AbbotAlf0805]

Gareth asked him, "What's wrong? I learned some things back at my tribe that might help."

[Rainshadow]

  Wing pulled his paw out of his mouth, a string of saliva attached.  "Wike wot?"

[AbbotAlf0805]

Ew! Thats gross!"