Norham (Completed)

[W0NWILL]

Tailli started down the wallstairs. She was just another Redwaller to those who hadn't seen her near the vermin camp. She paused at the bottom and looked around for Antura, or someone else to speak to.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Sister Baypaw looked up at Vash's request and smiled mischievously. Eyes twinkling, she said, "I believe we have a few extra habits that might be your size, wot. Since you're stuck here anyhow, you might as jolly well look like one of us."

[Quickpaw]

He looked at her with a questioning look before coming to a realization. "Oh no, you don't mean..." he started without finishing. He did not want to be wearing one if those.

[Norham Waterpaw]

Ooc: Ahhhh, feels good to RP again

Norham was sleeping in the gatehouse, it was fairly peaceful, other than the vermin horde across the ditch, on the plain. He woke up with a yell, holding his sword. He had another dream, this time Riggaeo had killed another one of the creatures fighting alongside Norham.

[W0NWILL]

Tailli spotted Antura and instinctively crept up to her, trying not to make a sound. No! You're supposed to be one of them! No sneaking around! She told herself sternly. She reached out a paw and tapped Antura on the shoulder.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Antura turned, startled by the tap on her shoulder. Oh, it was only that squirrel from- the vermin camp. The one who had said coldly, "I'm not going to help you." Antura became wary. "Uh, hello. What's going on?"

[W0NWILL]

Tailli acted nervously, scratching the back of her neck, "Back there," She clenched her teeth, this was painful to say, "I can't help it." She shuffled her paws and looked down at them to add to the illusion of nervousness, "I can't feel the way you do. It is impossible, or, I think it is, for me to have emotions of friendship or sentiment. As well as some other feelings." She looked up at Antura's face, "Do beasts normally say sorry for this sort of thing?"

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Antura immediately felt ashamed for her suspicion of the squirrel. (Ooc: Sorry I've been referring to her s that a lot. Antura doesn't know her real name and I had forgotten her alias. *sheepish grin*) "No, no. It's not your fault. You have no need to apologize- Mabel, right?"

[Quickpaw]

"You're not going to make me wear one of those dresses, are you?" Vash asked, though he already knew the answer. He sighed, wishing he hadn't lost his vest. Jeez, helping these beasts wasn't turning out very well for him. He should probably stopped. Bash sighed again.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Sister Baypaw's shook her head, still smiling. "They're called habits, Vash. And no, you don't have to wear one if you don't want to. It was just a bloomin' suggestion."

[Quickpaw]

Vash sighed. "Well, it's better than nothing I guess." He said with a shrug.

[W0NWILL]

Tailli paused, then remembered that she had lied. She nodded, "Mabel." She repeated. That was almost too easy! She didn't have to lie about wanting to be reformed.

[KitrallStreamrippler]

Sister Baypaw nodded and hurried off, saying, "Stay there. I'll be right back." She returned soon after with a dark green bundle of fabric. She unfolded it and held it up, waggling her ears in amusement. It was a homespun tunic, plain, but sturdy and servicable. "What d'you think, old chap? It's yours if you jolly well want it, wot."

[W0NWILL]

"I think this is where I ask if I'm forgiven?" Tailli asked, "Or do I not ask that?" This was all so confusing. Caring, even pretend caring, had so many complex levels that didn't make sense.

[Quickpaw]

"Unfortunately, I'm to cold not to." Vash said, sighing yet again. After some hesitation, he grabbed the cloth and put it on. He didn't even need a mirror, he felt ridiculous.