Forsoldier4Christ
A Storm Hawk
He had him this time. His latest feat was the last straw. That boy was going to get a serious whooping.
He slowly made his way to the tree. The tree where he always hid after he had done something.
Laying a hand against the bark he peered up into the branches. It was to dark to see anything, but he could faintly make out a form sitting on one of the branches.
He started to climb making sure not to make a sound. This boy had it coming to him. Its not like he was innocent.
First he had dyed the trackbeasts pink. Then he had made decorations with paperclips and tied the trackbeasts up. This time he had shaved the trackbeasts so that little tufts of fur stuck out everywhere. There were multiple designs. Stars, circles, squares, he had even made the Storm hawks insignia on one of them!
No this was the last straw. No more would he mock the traditions of the Zartacla prison. This time he was going to get it.
Making it to the top branch he looked at the boys back and sprung, grabbing him by the shoulders.
"I got you now boy!"
He grappled with the boy falling out of the tree. Then he realized something. He stared stunned as the moon shone on the face on the figure he had in his hands. Why it was nothing but a scarecrow!
But if this a scarecrow that meant…
Mr. Moss didn't have enough time to react has a rope suddenly wrapped around his ankles and pulled him off his feet. Before he knew it he was hanging upside down from one of the tree branches.
"Well looky here. Looks like I caught myself a Mr. Moss."
Mr. Moss looked up into the grinning face of Hamish. "Boy you let me down this instant!"
"No can do sir." He said bending down so they were eye to eye. "You see I've gotten myself a new boss and a new job."
"As what?"
"Well I got to thinking last night and realized that I never really liked it here. So I called up a couple of skyknights and helped them liberate all of them prisoners."
"But that would make you a skyknight-
"Yep your looking at the new sharpshooter of the Storm hawks." He yelled over his shoulder as he walked away leaving Mr. Moss hanging there, until the guards found him that morning hanging upside down with a card stuck to his head.
It read.
Here hangs Mr. Moss. The man that thought he had caught a tricky jackrabbit, but ended up being the one caught in the snare. To all that read this now know that the same jackrabbit that committed this horrible crime has now become an honorable Storm hawk, who shall fight for Atmos and all that is good.
Signed by,
The Storm Hawks.
Xxx
…Well it sounded good in my head…and though it's not exactly a short drabble its close to one…
Someone please tell me that this isn't as horrible as I think it is. Oh and to all who are curious Finn is still a sharpshooter for the Storm hawks. Hamish is just another recruit to the team.
(Dying the trackbeasts pink and the whole paperclip thing is property of soldier4Christ)