Chapter 4
In the meeting room, there was a rather large fire was lit in the huge stone fireplace, warming the small room and making it comfortable. A whole party, including Blossom, Bessie the Hare, William the Warrior, and Acorn, Son of Juno, was sitting at the large rectangular table with the cushioned seats. They were talking about their solution to their sticky mess. Blossom had just finished telling everyone about her plan, with Will's help of course.
"That jost might work, wot wot," said Abbess Lanzel in reply to Blossom's plan. "Da question is, who would go."
At that everyone started to give his or her opinions at the same time.
"Oh, pick me missy. I love ta cook."
"Capital idea mate..."
"Can I go?"
As the noise in the room grew, so did Blossom's headache. She made eye contact with the Sparra king, indicating that he should try to get everyone's attention. He succeeded in doing so, his shrill whistle echoed throughout the room, causing everyone to be quite.
"Thank you. As I was saying we need a small scouting party to pull this off. We wouldn't want to draw any extra attention to ourselves now do we?"
Will interjected, "We think that we know whom we want to come along. Of course there is Blossom and myself, but we wanted only one or two others to come along as well. I was thinking maybe Acorn, because he knows where to look, and Bessie, for alerting us of the problem."
Blossom agreed, nodding her head slowly at first, then sped up as he explained it. "Okay, that sounds like a plan. All in favor say I."
The Abbess was the first one to say anything, "I. If anyone doesn't agree den day will be doin' da dishes wid me, wot. Any objections?"
The only sound you could hear was the deafening shouts of I, and I do. Many of them did agree, but there were some who only said yes because of the Abbess's threat.
"All right, it's settled then. Tomorrow at dawn we will leave."
~*~
The next day was bright and sunny, yet quite chilly. The four friends stood outside the Abbey entrance, shivering against the biting winter wind. Their packs were stuffed full of vittles, and warm gear. Their stomachs were as full as you could get them, maybe even fuller.
"Goodbye ya'll, wot!" cried Bessie, thankful that she could help.
"Bye!" called everyone standing on the wall surrounding the Abbey. They had all come out into the cold, damp weather to wish the scouts a safe journey.
From the Abbey entrance, stepped Abbess Lanzel. She walked strait over to Blossom, who was considered the leader of the party, and handed her a small charm. It glinted in the winter sunlight.
"Take dis wid ye. It may help guide ye on yer path."
"Abbess Lanzel, is this what I think it is?" Blossom said in awe, staring at the charm.
"Indeed it is."
"Then I can't take this. It belongs in the Abbey. Will, tell her that…"
She was cut off by The Abbess, "No, take dis wid ye, It may save yer lives."
Blossom gave in, and allowed The Abbess to put it around her neck. Then the Abbess smiled, and went inside the safe, warm Abbey. Blossom looked out into the woods ahead, finally realizing the danger that they faced. She ignored the butterflies in her stomach, and swallowed the lump rising in her throat as she lead the search party out of their safety zone and into the cruel, dangerous world.
In the meeting room, there was a rather large fire was lit in the huge stone fireplace, warming the small room and making it comfortable. A whole party, including Blossom, Bessie the Hare, William the Warrior, and Acorn, Son of Juno, was sitting at the large rectangular table with the cushioned seats. They were talking about their solution to their sticky mess. Blossom had just finished telling everyone about her plan, with Will's help of course.
"That jost might work, wot wot," said Abbess Lanzel in reply to Blossom's plan. "Da question is, who would go."
At that everyone started to give his or her opinions at the same time.
"Oh, pick me missy. I love ta cook."
"Capital idea mate..."
"Can I go?"
As the noise in the room grew, so did Blossom's headache. She made eye contact with the Sparra king, indicating that he should try to get everyone's attention. He succeeded in doing so, his shrill whistle echoed throughout the room, causing everyone to be quite.
"Thank you. As I was saying we need a small scouting party to pull this off. We wouldn't want to draw any extra attention to ourselves now do we?"
Will interjected, "We think that we know whom we want to come along. Of course there is Blossom and myself, but we wanted only one or two others to come along as well. I was thinking maybe Acorn, because he knows where to look, and Bessie, for alerting us of the problem."
Blossom agreed, nodding her head slowly at first, then sped up as he explained it. "Okay, that sounds like a plan. All in favor say I."
The Abbess was the first one to say anything, "I. If anyone doesn't agree den day will be doin' da dishes wid me, wot. Any objections?"
The only sound you could hear was the deafening shouts of I, and I do. Many of them did agree, but there were some who only said yes because of the Abbess's threat.
"All right, it's settled then. Tomorrow at dawn we will leave."
~*~
The next day was bright and sunny, yet quite chilly. The four friends stood outside the Abbey entrance, shivering against the biting winter wind. Their packs were stuffed full of vittles, and warm gear. Their stomachs were as full as you could get them, maybe even fuller.
"Goodbye ya'll, wot!" cried Bessie, thankful that she could help.
"Bye!" called everyone standing on the wall surrounding the Abbey. They had all come out into the cold, damp weather to wish the scouts a safe journey.
From the Abbey entrance, stepped Abbess Lanzel. She walked strait over to Blossom, who was considered the leader of the party, and handed her a small charm. It glinted in the winter sunlight.
"Take dis wid ye. It may help guide ye on yer path."
"Abbess Lanzel, is this what I think it is?" Blossom said in awe, staring at the charm.
"Indeed it is."
"Then I can't take this. It belongs in the Abbey. Will, tell her that…"
She was cut off by The Abbess, "No, take dis wid ye, It may save yer lives."
Blossom gave in, and allowed The Abbess to put it around her neck. Then the Abbess smiled, and went inside the safe, warm Abbey. Blossom looked out into the woods ahead, finally realizing the danger that they faced. She ignored the butterflies in her stomach, and swallowed the lump rising in her throat as she lead the search party out of their safety zone and into the cruel, dangerous world.