Norham (Completed)

[Quickpaw]

Linda seemed like a busy beast, so Vash kept moving. He heard that they needed help in the infirmary, and quickly headed towards it.

[W0NWILL]

Linda had barely looked up, but when Vash started away from her she stammered, "Oh, h-hello." She inwardly cringed and cast her gaze back down to her footpaw, her twisted thing, and the ends of her crutches.

[Quickpaw]

"Oh, hey." Vash said, turning around. "How are you?" he asked, feeling bad for almost leaving her.

[W0NWILL]

Linda stared at the ground, the stairs, the pond, anything but Vash, "I'm good." She said quietly, "I'm waiting for Melvin, my friend."

[Quickpaw]

"Melvin? I don't believe I know him. Then again, I don't know many people here. I'm new. My name's Vash, by the way." He said, holding out his paw.

[W0NWILL]

Linda looked a bit higher, to Vash's chest, but still didn't meet his eyes, "Linda." She said, and took a few moments to readjust her crutches so one wouldn't fall over when she let go and shook his hand tentatively.

[Quickpaw]

"Ok, Linda. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked her.

[W0NWILL]

Linda nodded, unsure if she should be asking him for help. She didn't want to impose, "Get Melvin down here for me, please. He's a great big kite, can't miss him."

[Thomas Barkshield]

As Antura and Tom walked through great hall he noticed two things. The first was a tapestry depicting a strange mouse who he somehow knew to be Martin the warrior, the second being a great battle blade which he also mysteriously knew to be Martins sword. "That is a great blade, light and razor sharp." he said as if in a trance. He had no idea how he knew what he just said.

[Quickpaw]

Vash thought he had misheard. "A kite?" he asked for clarification.

[W0NWILL]

Linda nodded, "Great big bird, brown and white."

[Quickpaw]

"Oh, okay. I'll ah, I'll go. And he won't eat me?" he said to her.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Antura was surprised by Thom's knowledge of Martin's sword. When the otter spoke, her voice was full of awe. "Aye, that it is. A great Badger Lord of Salamandastron forged it, out of a fallen star."

~*~*~*~*~*

Sister Baypaw was still grumbling about Melvin when there was a tentative knock on the sickbay door. Baypaw sighed wearily and said, "Don't stand out there tapping, please come in and I'll see what I can flamin' well do for you." She turned and saw a small molebabe who was sucking his paw. Managing a smile, the tired sister asked, "What's  the matter? Did you burn your paws again, wot? You should know better than to dip 'em in bloomin' hot soup, young master Burrl." Burrl removed his paw from his mouth and replied indignantly, "Oi didden' bees dippen moi paws in ee zoop! A gurt 'ard rock coomed over d'wall an' smacked moi paw." Baypaw inspected the paw expertly. There were no broken bones- in fact, the only evidence of Burrl's unfortunate encounter was a small purple bruise. "Hm. Y'should be just fine, old lad. Toodle off now and play with some other Dibbun chaps, wot."

[W0NWILL]

Linda gave a weak smile, "No, Melvin's swore off all creatures but bad ones." She realized her mistake and quickly corrected herself, "He only eats those that do evil." Other than that, it was mostly fish and a few 'squirrel treats' as he called them. Or more accurately, 'Squirdal trets.'

[Quickpaw]

"Oh, well, okay then. I'll go get him." Vash said, heading to look for the Kite.