Wildcat Attack! Part Two.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Interesting; are they going to realize what's going on at the gate?

[Jetthebinturong]

OOC: Eventually they'll see it from a window

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: *Sighs* Okay. . . . .

[Delthion]

OOC: Whoa, HOLD IT! Um, Del, didn't Arya say 'No' to that plan? And, yes, the fight will be going a little longer.

OOC: Yes, Feldion's going alone. Against Arya's wishes.

[Jukka the Sling]

OOC: Someone really needs to play Grang...
BIC:

Kaylan watched as Argunath dropped the lit torch down on the cats. As the flames spread, she bit her lip, feeling slightly sick at the sight. Then the image of the dead mouse flashed up in her mind again, and she clenched her fists. Those cats were getting what they deserved.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: I asked for someone to play him a page back!

[Jukka the Sling]

OOC: I know, but it seems no one wants the responsibility.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: What about you? I think you're experienced enough to play three characters for a few days.

[Jukka the Sling]

OOC: You mean you want me to play him temporarily? Even so, I've never played a badger before, and I'll be in charge of the entire Long Patrol. That's a lot of responsibility.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Why not? I think you're experienced enough. Badger's aren't that much harder than hares, and the entire Long Patrol is you, me, and roughly 998 other PPede hares.

[Jukka the Sling]

OOC: *Sigh* Fine.... Um, I'm gonna keep Grang at Salamandastron and let Major Colon lead about five hundred hares (they wouldn't send every single one, 'cause they have Salamandastron to protect). That okay? I mean, it's not completely necessary for the Badger Lord to come along too; that's what the majors and such are for. Besides, it wouldn't be fair to the wildcats to have a bloodwrathy badger attack them. They've already got Argunath.
BIC:

Lord Grang answered Aggril without hesitation. "Then there's no question about it. Reinforcements must be sent right away." He turned to Paisley. "Lieutenant, fetch Major Colon here. I must inform him of how matters stand. Once you've done that, spread the news and inform everybeast that five hundred must be ready to march within an hour."

Paisley nodded. "Yes, sah!" She turned and left.

[Cornflower MM]

Major Colon was in the mess again, getting a 'snack' (If you call two apple puddings, a big bowl of salad, and ten scones a snack with a big tankard of mountain ale to wash it down) and holding an animated chunnering session. "Fancy two otters and a squirrel trying to get in the front door at the back of the jolly old mountain, wot!" He paused to demolish a pudding, then continued: "I wouldn't bluink if it were just the squirrel - Rather flighty, insensible creatures, wot! - But two sensible creatures like otters? Bally shame, wot wot!"

[The Skarzs]

Argunath crouched on the wall, clenching and unclenching his paws. All he saw was the sandstone blocks under him, but only with a far redder tint. He felt the need to attack, thankfully he could not see anybeast. Instead, he forced himself to pound the stone, trying to release himself from his berserk rage.

[Jukka the Sling]

Paisley made her way through the halls, asking around for the major and spreading the word about the situation at Redwall and the fact that five hundred hares were needed. Finally, she found Colon in the mess hall. "Major!" she said, rushing over, "Lord Grang wants to see you! It's bally urgent!"
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Grang turned to the three travelers. "You've traveled far. Will you be going back to Redwall with the Long Patrol, or leaving later, after you've rested?"
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Kaylan could tell Argunath was in the beginnings of his rage again. Not knowing what she could do, she simply stayed where she was, crouching on the walltop.

[Delthion]

Feldion knew that it was foolhardy to try and assault the Cats single-handed, but he knew that he only had use if he was in the field with the Cats. Stealthily he bounded up an oak, and bounded over the cats heads, and there he waited for an opportunity; an opportunity, to get his revenge.