It was the early summer, all of the elders and childen enjoying the outside weather. Tristan Clearfur was a perfect example. She had a crimson fur, with blue eyes, always keeping her fur partly ruffled, making her look a bit wild.
"Perfect day, right Tristan?"
She turned around to see the Abbessng her. Tristan smiled.
"Long time, no see, locked up in your study room" she remarked, looking at her inkstained paws.
Abbess Erica looked down at her hands. Quickly, she wiped them on her habit.
"That's not important. I have just finished my study of the Great Otter Act"
Tristan almost stopped lisening right there. "The one where there was a big war between otters and vermin" she asked, already knowing the answer. Erica couldn't stop talking about it for the past week. Tristan looked at the abbess. "But that's not why you wanted to talk to me"
She nodded. "I found out about a certain peron who played a major role in the war. It was not easy, with most of thescrolls either gone or lost somewhere, but I managed to find out about most of his life"
"I actually want to arrage a story session at the tavern. Tell everyone to come" With that, the abbess hurried away to get set up.
Later in the afternoon, Erica sat down and opened her book. All around her were curious dibbuns, huddling around her, exited for a story.
She cleared her throat. "Now, this all began with a otter, the one they called Shadow..."