Dibbuns on Strike!

[Amarith Waterspring]

Ami heard both the shellhound and the dibbuns talking and whimpering. She quickly snuck back behind the closest barrel, and tried to gesture to the other dibbuns to stay as silent as possible. If they messed this up, everyone would be caught.

[James Gryphon]

(Think I wouldn't mind popping in. Do I have to play as a badger? I have my own idea for a portrayal.)

[Amarith Waterspring]

OOC: What do you have in mind? It should be fine, and you can also be an Abbot, but only one person can be an Abbot/Abbess.

[James Gryphon]

(I'd be an owl of some presumed but undefined level of importance.)

[Amarith Waterspring]

OOC: Yeah that is fine, as long as you aren't savage (these are dibbuns after all)

[Rosie Willowwater]

Ro held her breath and tried not to move so she could be as quiet as she could.

[James Gryphon]

James, the resident Abbey owl and a long-time friend of the Abbot Matthias, swaggered self-importantly to the top of the cellar steps. After adjusting his pair of spectacles, he squinted into the darkness below and called out, "Leatho, are you down here?"

[Fatch of Southsward]

Fatch heard the voice of a second abbey elder. With a squeak of panic, he sunk deeper behind the crate.

He looked around for an escape route, and saw the door to the cellarhog's room - deep snores were coming from in there.

"I'bet dey won't check b'hind a sleepy'beast!" He whispered, and scurried inside to hide behind the sleeping hog.

[Rosie Willowwater]

Ro looked around and followed Fatch into the cellarhog's room, "Is it safe?" she whispered to Fatch.

[Fatch of Southsward]

"S'long as we don't wake the cellyhog!" Fatch whispered back.

"If'n the bigbeasts come in here, we shud make a run fer it!"

[Lady Ashenwyte]

OOC: Could I be a visiting adult badger?

[Amarith Waterspring]

OOC: Sure, remember once you pick catcher then you can't be a dibbun later. 

[Rosie Willowwater]

"Okay lets be weely quiet" Ro whispered, listening for the 'bigbeasts' If they came close.

[Amarith Waterspring]

@Leatho Shellhound
@James Gryphon
@Lord Ashenwyte

We need you guys to came back and try to catch us!

[Groddil]

Having completely gorged himself, Groddy crawled out from the cupboard. Feeling like causing mischief, he unwound his sling and crept towards the stairs. The dibbun nearly burst out giggling when he saw James standing at the top of the stairs. The little fox grinned evilly, whirling a stone from his sling towards the owl. As soon as he had fired the missile, Groddy shot off back towards his cupboard.