Redwall Isn't Safe Anymore! (Is Redwall as Safe as they Say it is? Part Two)

[Ashleg]

"Hahaha, okay!" Roscoe hopped aboard and tipped his hat at Celio, grinning widely.
"Glad ya trust me, mate. What is this thing? Don't think I've ever seen somethin' so intricate..."

--

Fangfang scrambled backwards when Petu ran over, startled by the rabbit's reaction.
Rayne's suggestion of food calmed him down however and he squinted to try and see the wound.
What would Cap'n say? That of course I can't see it 'cause it's on my neck?

[Groddil]

Celio shrugged.
"'Tis called a lift, some moles 'elped ta set it up. Somebeast up top'll haul on these ropes, an' up we go. COMIN' UP!"
"AYE!"
The platform started to rise up towards the Abbey Lawn.

[LT Sandpaw]

 "Roscoe?" Bracklew said in surprise, having not expected to see the weasel again, much less see him walking out of the Vigil's base. The platform creaked and began to rise and Bracklew remembered to hop off; the young squirrel landed heavily just below the rising lift. He watched it for a moment then shrugging made his way towards the tunnel entrance.

"I wonder what he was doing down there." Bracklew mused paused to wait for Gillpaw. "C'mon slow-chops lets go see this place."


OOC:

@Groddil  Are there Vigil on guard at the Redwall entrance? Or just that vole?

Also @Ashleg , is there anything specific your wanting to do with Fang right now, or just continue the way we are? BTW post with Vadoma.

[Groddil]

OOC: There's a couple on the Redwall side, yeah. The vole's on the Vigil side of the entrance, so don't worry about him.

BIC: As Asher was heading down the tunnel towards the surface, a passing squirrel recognised him.
"Err, Asher, sir? I think One-Ear was lookin' for Ye."

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Roscoe's a weasel.
And what did you need Vadoma for again?
I'm so disoriented. 

[Hickory]

Asher rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll head back down."

Gillpaw followed Bracklew at a slightly slower pace. "Careful, these caves could collapse Even moles can't do everything."

[Groddil]

A nearby Vigil soldier, a short otter, shook his head at Gillpaw.
"I don't think so, missy. These caverns' 'ave stayed intact fer thousands o' seasons. They was old even before Redwall was a thing. So don't worry yer pretty liddle 'ead about it."
He straightened up, looking at his companion.
"Ahem, state yer bizness 'ere. Who dye need ta speak ta?"

[LT Sandpaw]

OOC: If you go back a couple posts Grah was asking Vadoma where Fang was.

IC:

"No one," Bracklew snorted staring past the otter and into the tunnel which supposedly led to Moledeep. "We're just coming down to have a look around. This place is, as you mentioned, old, and it holds some historical value to Redwall even if its a Vigil hangout now. And we'd like to see it, if that's alright with you?"

[Groddil]

The otter folded his forelegs.
"I don't really like your attitude, but yer friends seem polite enough. Open it!"
The collapsed tunnel swiftly opened up, showing a huge cavern filled with Vigil soldier.
"In ye go."

[Ashleg]

Once they were up, Roscoe hopped off the lift and into the snow.
"C'mon, Celio, mate, it's cold out here!"

--

"He's gone. Did you want Alfhild to find out?"
Vadoma growled, fixing Grah with a glare.

[LT Sandpaw]

Hissing furiously the crow backed out of Vadoma's tent, a considerable feat, leaving Grah looking very ruffled and the tent in a crumpled state. For a moment the bird stood outside, her brain working in overdrive, Grah had never been one for deep thought, and now it was working against her. No plan surfaced, no brilliant idea presented itself before her. Nothing but find the rat!

Flapping her wings Grah rose into the air, soaring over the sea of tents, her sharp eyes scanning every inch in a desperate search. She saw nothing but... Her prize around Rapshade's neck. Landing before the ferret like a muted lightning bolt Grah fixed the smaller animal with her piercing gaze.

"Rat! Gone! Creeaah! He breathe life! Give!"

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"Don't like my attitude pff, bite me." Bracklew snarked rudely, stepping past the Vigil otter. He stopped half-strut through the opening his tufted ears drooping in regret. He was supposed to be the Champion of Redwall, and here he was, proving that his attitude wasn't anything to be liked. The vile worm of self-disgust and rebellion squirmed in Bracklew's stomach, leaving a bad taste in his mouth. A taste that wouldn't be washed out easily.
"Sorry, I-I shouldn't have said that." Embarrassed and ashamed the squirrel kept his eyes averted as they walked out into the cavern trying his hardest to forget that had just happened.

"This is interesting, ain't it?" He asked Gillpaw, his eyes fixated on his footpaws, and not the cavern that he was referring too. It was more of a plea for mercy then a question, requesting his newfound companion's understanding. A test of sorts to see whether she would press her opinion what she had just witnessed, or allow it to fade into the past.

[Hickory]

Gillpaw looked at the young squirrel. She didn't really know what to say to Bracklew, but tried her best. "Let's just focus on why we're here, and not who's here with us," she said vaguely, trying her best to leave her words open to interpretation.

[Ashleg]

Alfhild had her bow out and ready to go as if she were about to make an announcement when she heard Rapshade yowling about something. Curiously, she peered over her shoulder with her ice blue eyes and noticed him next to Grah.
The old ferret cracked a smirk. Her nephew's words were traveling over to her ears at the speed of light.

"Yeh stinky worm, don't lie to me! Gone, my tail. He's dead lest I see him myself!" Rapshade snapped, fixing Grah with a glare that could melt icebergs.
"No Fangfang, no necklace. Knock it in your head, bird, or I'll do it for ya!" He curled his claws in, resisting the urge to take his pent-up anger out on her.

"...I'd kill ya if I were Chief..."

That, especially, made Alfhild smirk.
"A sick, crippled ferret stands no chance against one as fit as her!" She called over, voice sickeningly sweet and yet dripping poison.

Rapshade's expression went from furious to innocent in less than a heartbeat, and he scraped up a snowball and chucked it at the back of her head.
With a yelp, Alfhild toppled over.

[LT Sandpaw]

OOC: Perhaps they could meet up with One-ear, or Asher, or both?

IC:

"Yeah, yeah lets do that." Bracklew agreed hesitantly, trying his best to make sense of the situation. He lifted his gaze letting it trail across the cavern, impressed despite himself. "Our moles did a good job refurbishing Moledeep." He commented, hoping to start up a conversation. "Though you were right about before, these walls look old, and crumbling. That could be dangerous, especially if the Vigil has their entire army down here."

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The quick action against Alfhild was just a snowball, and hardly a method of killing or real harm. Still Grah took it as more then enough just cause to take action herself. Besides if Alfhild let her eat him, she could always take the purple baubles for herself. The big crow launched herself forward, talons outstretched to lace around Rapshade's back and pin him down. Beak raised to plunge into his neck and snap it. Wings ready to batter the life out of him.

OOC: Feel free to PP Grah a little, just nothing crazy, I assume Rapshade the Swift got his name for a reason. But if that's not what you want to do I suppose Alfhild could stop her from delivering the death blow...

[Ashleg]

Rapshade dusted snow off his paws whilst grinning.
"Poor thing should learn to watch her mouth."

The next thing he knew Glaser's sword went flying from him and he let out a gasp, forced onto the ground by Grah.
Alfhild got up and rubbed her head.

"Oh, please! Don't kill me, mighty crow, I beg of you!" Rapshade cried, squirming and kicking to try and get away. His acting wasn't very good in the moment, however, and the phrase came out extremely sarcastic.
Knowing his cover was blown, he wriggled free and dealt her a blow to the throat as soon as he had the chance. The ferret snarled and like a black streak leapt atop her.
"You--scringin'--seabird! I'll tear yer feathers out!"