I knew it wasn't going to be a good day. Somehow I had managed to
get myself captured by wildcats and an apparently evil hare while
taking a morning stroll through the forest. They had knocked me
unconscious and, when I came to, I was surrounded by the vermin in some
type of large hut made of wood. Before I had any time to fully regain
my senses and come to my feet, a particularly muscular wildcat leaped
out at me from the crowd of vermin holding a battle axe. You can
imagine my dismay when I realized that I had not bothered to take any
of my weapons aside from my bow and arrows with me.
The hare that seemed to perhaps be the leader of the pack called out to
me, "If you care to stay alive, then you must defeat Direclaw here."
He nodded toward the fierce wildcat standing before me.
My fear at this proclamation must have been fairly obvious for the
group started to laugh uproariously. Not wasting any more time,
Direclaw lunged at me, swinging his double-bladed battleaxe down at my
head; I am certain that if I had not quickly ducked aside, the
battleaxe would've ended my life. Pushing myself up, I again dodged
another swing of Direclaw's battleaxe.
The vermin that formed a circle around us were all cheering, obviously
for Direclaw. I snatched an arrow out of its quiver and, when Direclaw
came for a close swipe, I stepped to the side, stabbing at his ribs.
The arrow went in a little bit. Unfortunately for me, it was only a
shallow wound. In frustration, I lashed out with my claws, scoring
some cuts on his face, just missing his eye. Direclaw flinched and
stepped back. He swiped at me again, but in his fury, he hit me with
in the side of my face with the flat of the axe blade. Still, the blow
nearly broke my jaw, and did hurl me into several vermin, who pushed me
back out into the circle.
When pushed into the circle, I stumbled, falling over. The wildcat
thought he had me right where he wanted me; so did I. Not knowing what
else to do, I kicked at Direclaw's legs while he held the axe over his
head, about to bring it down on me. The wildcat started to fall from
my kick right as he swung the blade down. I scrambled out of the way. The other wildcats cried out in alarm when they saw that their champion had fallen over onto his own battleaxe. It didn't take long for Direclaw to die with the axe now in his stomach. I panted with exertion, waiting for the adrenaline to wear off. The hare leader stepped out from the pack and nudged Direclaw's body disdainfully.
"So, you've managed to beat one of the best fighters in our horde."
The hare looked at me with something close to respect. He then gazed
around at the now quiet vermin and said to me haltingly, "We would be
greatly honored if you would join us."
By this, I was surprised and slightly appalled. How could I join such
a terrible group as them? The idea of it almost made me sick.
"No, I wouldn't think of it," I said with a tired sort of ferocity
I never knew I had.
The leader looked rather disappointed, "I supposed I still must keep
true to my word; You are free to leave." The wildcats parted a little,
revealing a doorway out of the bulding. "But, if our paths ever cross
again, let it be known that you will join us... or die."
With that grim statement lingering in my mind, I hurried out as fast
as I was able towards the fort.
get myself captured by wildcats and an apparently evil hare while
taking a morning stroll through the forest. They had knocked me
unconscious and, when I came to, I was surrounded by the vermin in some
type of large hut made of wood. Before I had any time to fully regain
my senses and come to my feet, a particularly muscular wildcat leaped
out at me from the crowd of vermin holding a battle axe. You can
imagine my dismay when I realized that I had not bothered to take any
of my weapons aside from my bow and arrows with me.
The hare that seemed to perhaps be the leader of the pack called out to
me, "If you care to stay alive, then you must defeat Direclaw here."
He nodded toward the fierce wildcat standing before me.
My fear at this proclamation must have been fairly obvious for the
group started to laugh uproariously. Not wasting any more time,
Direclaw lunged at me, swinging his double-bladed battleaxe down at my
head; I am certain that if I had not quickly ducked aside, the
battleaxe would've ended my life. Pushing myself up, I again dodged
another swing of Direclaw's battleaxe.
The vermin that formed a circle around us were all cheering, obviously
for Direclaw. I snatched an arrow out of its quiver and, when Direclaw
came for a close swipe, I stepped to the side, stabbing at his ribs.
The arrow went in a little bit. Unfortunately for me, it was only a
shallow wound. In frustration, I lashed out with my claws, scoring
some cuts on his face, just missing his eye. Direclaw flinched and
stepped back. He swiped at me again, but in his fury, he hit me with
in the side of my face with the flat of the axe blade. Still, the blow
nearly broke my jaw, and did hurl me into several vermin, who pushed me
back out into the circle.
When pushed into the circle, I stumbled, falling over. The wildcat
thought he had me right where he wanted me; so did I. Not knowing what
else to do, I kicked at Direclaw's legs while he held the axe over his
head, about to bring it down on me. The wildcat started to fall from
my kick right as he swung the blade down. I scrambled out of the way. The other wildcats cried out in alarm when they saw that their champion had fallen over onto his own battleaxe. It didn't take long for Direclaw to die with the axe now in his stomach. I panted with exertion, waiting for the adrenaline to wear off. The hare leader stepped out from the pack and nudged Direclaw's body disdainfully.
"So, you've managed to beat one of the best fighters in our horde."
The hare looked at me with something close to respect. He then gazed
around at the now quiet vermin and said to me haltingly, "We would be
greatly honored if you would join us."
By this, I was surprised and slightly appalled. How could I join such
a terrible group as them? The idea of it almost made me sick.
"No, I wouldn't think of it," I said with a tired sort of ferocity
I never knew I had.
The leader looked rather disappointed, "I supposed I still must keep
true to my word; You are free to leave." The wildcats parted a little,
revealing a doorway out of the bulding. "But, if our paths ever cross
again, let it be known that you will join us... or die."
With that grim statement lingering in my mind, I hurried out as fast
as I was able towards the fort.