A Winter to Freeze Your Heart RP

[The Shade]

Yatar wasn't too surprised about the news of the wolverine. Why shouldn't Hail's evil brother brought some extra help? He was more interested as to how there were three independent witnesses of the horde. He studied the otter sitting next to Arya. Were had he come from?

"Have any of you seen this monster of which you speak?" the groundhog asked.

[rachel25]

Zanga didn't like the amount of beasts staring at him, but he pretended not to notice, and tugged Arya's sleeve again.
He had to tell her how close the wolverine was to the Abbey, and about the conversation he had over heard between Hail's brother, and some sort of seer fox.

[Cornflower MM]

" Yes, Zanga?" Arya asked, bending down so Zanga wouldn't have stretch up quite so far.

[Blaggut]

Ooc: This is gonna take FOREVER, and I thought it was nearly night. 

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Why are you waiting for night?

[Faiyloe]

OOC: You can head out now and arrive tomorrow morning.

[rachel25]

Post deleted! Nothing to see here.

[Faiyloe]

OOC: Rachel there is no way your character could know some of that stuff and any way some of it is unimportant.

[rachel25]

OOC: Yes he could. He was travelling nearby, and saw the horde, and went for a closer look. He then over heard the conversation, and then travelled none stop until he reached Redwall. 

[Blaggut]

OOC: Yes he could. He was travelling nearby, and saw the horde, and went for a closer look. He then over heard the conversation, and then travelled none stop until he reached Redwall. 

Ooc: Seems a bit unlikely. Even a skipper wouldn't do that.

Bic: Grund called his seer over again.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: So, what an I as Arya supposed to say...?? You lot have me confused!

[rachel25]

OOC: I don't know? I'll just delete my last post to make things easier. Just ignore what I said earlier.

BIC: Jantar hurried back into her Master's tent. Seriously, was she ever going to get a minute of sleep?
"You called Master." She said courteously. But with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
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Zanga felt extremely confused. He hated all this shouting, and talking.
He just settled himself into his chair, which was very comfy  after traveling all day, and closed his eyes. His footpaws, and paws hurt, and ached as they warmed up from being numb. But soon Zanga was fast asleep.

[The Shade]

Yatar was getting tired of the needless talking. An old motto sprang to mind; Strike while the iron is hot. What were they doing when a crisis was about to hit?

"If this...thing...is coming, maybe we should actually get out and defend instead of sitting in here supping our hot drinks!"

To illustrate the point he slammed the single edged shortsword into the table. He immediately regretted the action. Several mice and shrews leaped back, getting a fright. He stared at the quivering hilt, now realizing that he wasn't even ment to have the weapon on him anyway.

[Dannflower Reguba]

Ervoyce couldn't help but reply to the vermins' suggestion, "Naught but fools would leave a walled position for open combat, especially when the majority of the beasts present have next to no fighting skill." The squirrel scooted a little farther into the hall so he wouldn't be so shaded, "You seem to forget that you are standing midst an Abbey that stands for peace, these beasts cook, heal, clean, brew, invent, till, sport. They don't fight, making that large of a transition is already going to be difficult enough with what little time there is."

[The Shade]

Yatar stared at the squirrel, and nodded at his statement.

"Of course. We can't just go rushing into a mindless battle, forgive my outburst. What frustrates me is the amount of little fighting power we have to distribute amoung the walltops."

He took his shortsword, slipping it into the back of his belt. Occasionly he let anger grip him, but now he would try and save it for the vermin horde's assult.