A Highland History

[Hickory]

Muyhi drew the claymore from his sheath, pointing it down at the pair. "Weel now, what t we 'ave here?"

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Laird MacAngus spotted the mud covered duo and dove at them, making a fearful noise.

[LT Sandpaw]

Realizing they had been spotted and seeing it was clearly a fierce group they both stood. Swiftpaw preformed a elegant leg for them while Falmsih simply bobbed his head.

"Ah hullo there my good bunnies. Tis a pleasant day don'cha think." The squirrel said rather awkwardly ignoring the bristling weaponry. Calmly as ever he retrieved the knife that had missed his paw by mere inches.

"I must say this is quite a gathering on the moors out in the middle of nowhere." He commented tossing the knife back to its respective owner skillfully.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Laird MacAngus spoke "And form where do ye hail, laddies?"

[Gonff the Mousethief]

Bunnclar caught his knife and packed it back into his belt.
"Heh, closer thun thut bird!"

[LT Sandpaw]

"Besides our rather rough appearance we are friendly creatures. We are two travelers hailing from the Northern mountains." Falmish said with gusto. The picture was slightly ruined by the fact that he was covered in black mud however the squirrel didn't seem to care.

"I am Falmish Reguba warrior wanderer. And this is my silent traveling companion Swiftpaw Bigbones champion fist fighter and eater. Tis a pleasure I'm sure."

[Lady Amber]

Raryll made his way up a hill, scanning the land that lay before him. He saw several figures in the distance and shielded his eyes with one paw, gazing ahead. "Weell now, 'oo are they?" he said to himself. He started walking towards them.

[Gonff the Mousethief]

"Och now! Weelcome t' our deevision o' unespected meetin'ns!

[Delthion]

Scott finally decided to show himself and was becoming confused with all of the different dialects. He walked out into the clearing and showed himself before the hawk and the other creatures gathered there. "Well hello there!"

[Gonff the Mousethief]

Bunnclar finally hopped down onto the soft grass of the moor.
"A nutha eh? Wot be your name laddie?"

[LT Sandpaw]

Glancing around with a slight smirk on his face Falmish shook his head. Beside him Swiftpaw was quivering with silent laughter giving him the appearance of vibrating.

"We'll, what is this suppose to be some sort of picnic out in the middle of nowhere? Where did all these fine beasties pop from?"
Falmish said rather dryly his eyes roving across the assorted beasts. Although he didn't show it he was intimidated by the falcon that perched above them. He was used to fighting the feathered hunters so he resolved to keep an eye on the bird. At least as long as he was among these creatures company.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

"Ach, ah have nae time to waste on vagabonds and wanderers. Ye better do this quickly, for a thousand eyes watch our every step." he said.

[Hickory]

Muyhi slowly sheathed his sword and glanced down at Swiftpaw. "Bugbones, ye say. Ah'm lucky to have the pleasure to meet one o' your breed." Jumping down, he surveyed the hare. "Ye need a weapon, the sling won't trump all attacker, ye know."

[LT Sandpaw]

To answer Muyhi Swiftpaw preformed a series of lightning swift jabs all around the rabbits head never actually striking him. Moving into a professional fighters stance he made a few signs at Muyhi.

"Swiftpaw 'as been mute since birth." Falmish put in for his friend. "But he would like you too know that his paws are his weapons. Anybeast that isn't to far away or have armor will fall to his paw." Swiftpaw preformed another series of signs for Falmish to translate.

"However he would like to thank you for your offer." Falmish finished. Stepping forward the squirrel threw a few punches towards the hare which Swiftpaw dodged and blocked with ease. Then with one quick cut Swiftpaw floored Falmish making it look as if he hadn't been trying.

"Go easy mate, that'n hurt." The squirrel complained rubbing his jaw.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

"Aak aak! Do nae bother me, ye wee rapscallions." twisting his face into a scowl the bird flew off his perch and continued on his way to the village.