Inside one of the caves, upon a cot, laid a large Bear, clothed in green, brown-furred, having warm brown eyes. He is Little John, the best friend of Robin, yet he felt he didn't deserve it lately. He shivered in his sleep, yelling in fear as his claws pierced the corners of the cot, trapped in a nightmare.
He was running toward Agatha, who was falling so slowly, her face frozen as her heart was pierced by the fateful arrow. So much blood. Screams from himself, soft words from the dying mother. Evil laughter echoing through cracking, bleeding trees. Darkness. Robin's eyes widened in shock, staring at him. Skippy glaring at him. Veins turning into ice, heart beating, his claws stained with Agatha's blood. He couldn't stop seeing the death, haunting him. Red eyes staring at him, with a grin of gleaming teeth in the darkness, cackling. Running, running to nowhere, with a shadow chasing him. The Shadow's arms outstretched as he screamed, closing his eyes.
Little John woke up, gave out a roar in distress, opening his red-rimmed eyes, panting heavily, his body shaking in cold sweats. He blinked so much, taking deep breaths, and murmured, "That was worse than the first one.".
"Little John, are you feeling alright? I heard your roar.". asked their former enemy, now ally, Sir Hiss. He is a slender, light olive green snake with only a blue cap, and yellow eyes. He had snapped violently when he was chased by Prince John in the castle fire. He fortunately survived, and came to the church, hoping to speak with Friar Tuck that day, and he did, and he allied with Robin and his band, hiding with the others down here.
"Oh, hey, Hiss. No, I am not. I failed, Hiss. They killed her in front of me, and I couldn't save her.". Little John sighed as he spat desperately. Sir Hiss blinked in surprise, bit his lip, and then gasped slightly as something came to him. He slithered slowly in front of his new friend, and replied, "Little John, listen to me. That fool of a brat John is, he did something terrible with those orders. I only knew Agatha a day before her terrible death, and I can tell that she wouldn't want you to blame yourself. I mean, she must have said something, right?".
Little John nodded slowly, "She said that I was to look after her children along with Robin and Marian, protect them with my life for her in honor, and that she was at peace, knowing that her family is in sanctuary.".
Sir Hiss nodded, "That's good, because she trusted you with all her heart. She died gracefully, and the Lord shall receive her well.". Little John gently patted Sir Hiss on the back of his spine in thanks, "I appreciate it, Hiss.". Hiss smiled softly, and then asked, "You coming for lunch? Noon is set already in the sky.". Little John nodded, "I could use some fresh air. What are we having?".
Sir Hiss sheepishly curled his tail up, "I didn't ask further as I heard you in the middle of the conversation I was having with the blacksmith, Otto.". Little John chuckled, and he got up, walking gently around Sir Hiss, heading to the front of the cave, with Sir Hiss. Sir Hiss commented, "I wonder if it's stew again.". Little John sniffed the air, "Nope, it's porridge.".
"It's been a while since I had that. So warm-filling, soft, and good with the herbs, indeed.". Sir Hiss replied, and Little John chuckled, "Well, you're in luck, Hiss. Let's not be late before the rest gets eaten by the others.". They finally reached the opening of the cave, welcoming the shadowed light of the sun and the breeze, and still continuing their talk, they left entirely, unknowing that someone else was with them during the conversation.
Agatha Rabbit chuckled lightly, smiled softly as her aura glimmered softly, her transparent pale fur compensating along with her dull purple/pink clothes, the shine of her glasses showing off her warm brown eyes, revealing herself as a spirit, a ghost. She murmured to herself, "They shall be in good fortune in time. They will keep their word. Be safe, my dear friends and family.". She then slowly vanished into the darkness, crossing over to a unseen, bright light as she has no unfinished business, going home to the Lord's land. She only knew that she had left a world in need, in faith, in hope.