Is Redwall as safe as they say it is? (Role-play thread)

[Hickory]

Ava glared at the rat. "And who are these friends?"

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The slavemaster whirled around. This had happened once before, he knew one of the animals must've broken their thumbs. Of course. He unfurled his whip. "Saltooth! Blackclaw! Ge teh squirrel, I'm going after the rabbit!" He made a running leap of the ship and landed in the river. After a quick recovery he went after Mixy.

[Ashleg]

"Idiot! Saltooth and Blackclaw are out scouting! Nevermind, just get that hare, the squirrel's mine!" Rapshade scampered after Bracklew, swinging his sabre wildly.

"Agg, no, get lost!" Mixy screeched and splashed water toward Jetfur's eyes before getting out and running as fast as she could toward the cover of the forest.
Her eyes darted this way and that, looking for Bracklew. She knew not to stop running, however.
He'd be fine.

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"Just me two mateys Saltooth and Blackclaw," Fang said.
He blinked innocently. "...We're not askin' for much, Ma'am."

[Hickory]

OOC: I DID IT AGAIN!!!!!!!

BIC: Ava raised an eyebrow. "Why not scavenge from the forest?"

[Ashleg]

OOC-

IC-
Mixy waited a second to see if the rat decided to give chase. So far, so good.

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"'Cuz berries an' twigs from th' woods might be poisonous! We're new 'ere, ye see mam, so I don't know what's good and what's not..." Fangfang trailed off. His sudden spark of something actually sensible just ended up in a huge mess. "What if th' berries out there turn me blue? Well I guess that'd be kinda cool, ahaha, but scones are better, ain't they?"

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Mel had walked over to the rat."Whom do you serve, beast? Tell him that when the shade raps on the door, the bright flames will always drive him back." she said, before walking over to a table.

~~O~~

Davre had spied the vermin creeping near the wall and growled. Those scum needed to be cleansed off of the earth. He drew his sword and charged towards the vermin.

[Hickory]

OOC: Rapshade keeps thinking that Jetfur is stupid because I never remember earlier posts...

BIC: Jetfur wiped the water out of his eyes before giving his whip a few experimental swings. It would be a bit harder to control when waterlogged, but that would be only a minor problem. "Come to Uncle Jetty," the rat said sadistically into the forest.

[LT Sandpaw]

OOC: Whoops sorry for holding things up... Oh and Ash I'm assuming Davre is charging Blackclaw and Saltooth.

BIC:

Panicking Bracklew fled the scene dodging around confused vermin the stinging pain in his paws practically forgotten. he attempted to follow Mixy over the side but a drunk stoat got in his way. Whirling around Bracklew sprinted towards the other side of the ship running out onto the gangplank. He ran straight into another weasel and the plank spun though the air sending both beasts and the plank spinning into the river bank bellow.

The weasel landed first his skull driving into a large rock. Bracklew landed on top of his ploughing into the dead weasel's stomach, and the plank fell on top of him. There was a odd crack in Bracklew's paw, and he pushed the plank staring at his right paw in surprise. The thumb had been snapped back into place though some strange accident, while it still hurt it he could move the appendage. His left paw was still maimed and was throbbing considerably. Having no time to marvel at this accident Bracklew was set to running into the forest rushing towards the trees.

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"E' be takin' 'is time matey, we need'n ter be a'goin'." Saltooth muttered as they waited below the walls. Blackclaw huffed and turned torn between the chance at a good meal and getting caught by the Redwallers. This was forgotten as a large otter charged with a raised sword.

"Gah Salty look ou' matey!" The steersrat turned around and yelped in surprise backing away struggling to draw his sword. Blackclaw did a turn about and leapt away to avoid the vengeful woodlander.

[Ashleg]

Fangfang blinked confusedly at Mel, laughing awkwardly.
"I'm not good at poems," he remarked, shifting from paw to paw. The scent of the food was starting to get to the rat. His mouth watered.
"Can't I just 'ave one? Then I'll go, I promise, mate."

"Alright," Duncan got up and snatched a scone from the table, marching it over to Fang. He shoved it in the rat's mouth, turned him around, and began walking him out. "There you go, now out you go, bye-bye!" The hare patted him on the back and opened the door, pushing him out unceremoniously.
Fangfang had gotten the scone.
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Mixy swerved under a low-hanging branch, purposely messing up the foliage as she went just so the vermin would have a hard time going where she did.
She stopped by a large oak tree and decided to climb it like a squirrel.
It'll look like I just vanished. My pawsteps will end there.

Rapshade chased Bracklew until the squirrel disappeared behind the stoat and the weasel.
He spat and cursed under his breath.
Next time they wouldn't be so lucky.

[Vilu Daskar]

"Shouldn't we escort him out?" asked Fergbar.

[Ashleg]

"No worries, chap, I already did." Said Duncan, sitting back down.
He tapped his paws on the table. Vermin made him anxious. Plus he could've sworn he'd known that rat from somewhere.

[Vilu Daskar]

Seeing that Duncan was worried Fergbar asked, "What's wrong Dunc?"
OOC: Can I call him that?

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Yeah sure.
IC-
"That rat..." Duncan furrowed his brow, thinking hard.
"I could swear I'd seen him before, sah, I just can't remember when. I know he never did anything directly to me, he was just watching, but..." The hare trailed off and leapt up, looking alert and kind of off.
"He was there when that blooming ferret Rapshade killed my wife!"

[Hickory]

Jetfur slowed to a quick walk. That hare was pretty good. He sniffed the air experimentally. She was definitely around here somewhere. He snickered. Smelling was such a underrated skill.

[Vilu Daskar]

"Rapshade the Pirate!" said an alarmed Fergbar.

[LT Sandpaw]

Gasping Bracklew pulled to a stop, the long day without anything to eat since breakfast was wearing on him. That along with the fact that he had never been much of a long distance runner brought Bracklew to a standstill not far from the Shadowmaster. He rested against a tree his breath coming in ragged gasps. He tried to calm his breathing, wondering if Rapshade was still pursuing him.