Prologue: Permission requested
The young badger entered the room, his face pleasant and calm. He slowly strolled up to the older badger, his brown-furred hare companion at his side.
"Father, I would like to request permission to journey and wander. You did so when you were young, and I hear that you gained much from your experience." the badger had spent quite awhile choosing his words before he had entered the room, and was quite proud of his choice.
The older badger nodded slowly, "I think you are ready now, Kendall. You may journey... Altough, I trust you wish to bring Pascal with you, and that is a decision his father has to make."
Was that smugness in his father's voice? It was very possible, a small smile appeared on the younger badger's face, his father knew it was perhaps best to journey, but he didn't really want Kendall to leave. Kendall had to fight to keep his small smile from turning into one of smugness. He nodded slowly, "I have already requested permission from Pasacal's father."
Before you could talk to him.
The older badger knew that was what Kendall was really saying, and a small frown was on his face, it almost went unseen by Kendall.
"We've already packed and armed ourselves. Our things are near the entrance. Goodbye, father." he spoke these words calmly as he turned around and left, his friend right behind him. The badger walked quickly, for his father might think of some way to stop them before they left Salamandastron, and he didn't want that happening.
As they left Salamandastron, the cold autumn air hit them and made them cough. It had been awhile since Kendall had requested permission, he had thought for awhile after the last try, he had thought everything out, he had planned. He had a staff, Pascal had a rapier. Now things would be clear sailing from here on end.
He hoped.
"Well, where are we goin', ol' chap?" questioned his hare friend, a large grin plastered on his face.
"Wherever our feet take us." responded the badger, a small smile on his own face.
"Wherever our jolly ol' noses take us, more likely." responded the hare, grin forever upon his face. He was soon ahead of his larger companion, for being fast is as natural to a hare as a large appetite is.
"We already have food, Pascal, though the way you eat I suppose we'll have none by tommorow." the badger replied.
"A chap needs to eat, don'tcha know." responded the hare, "An' that's why we need to journey onward, to the blinkin' horizon and beyond an' all that."
The young badger shook his head slowly as the hare walked onward, confidently.
(( End of prologue. I know that chapter two in my last story wasn't very good, so I'm considering rewriting it as one option, or forgetting about it completely.))