Rose - Chap. 2
Sorry about that wait. I had run out of ideas and had a serious case of LOTRitus.
Martin, Rose, Grumm, and Pallum were captured by the Painted Ones! Nobeast knew what they were, though it was suspected that they were a kind of tree rat. Masters of disguises, they could steal a nut from a squirrel's mouth and make him think he's eaten it. Driven from their pine woods, they travelled to the forest of Noonvale and filled it with desolation. Under a starry night sky the travelers came to, struggling madly to break free from the vines that were holding them.
"Rose, Pallum, Grumm, are you alr-aaahhhh!" The bounds tightened, sending Martin gasping for air. "Martin!" yelled Rose. The bounds tightened around Rose's neck, starting to choke her.
"Chookacharrk!!! Yeeheehee, we kills mouseys!Yeeheehee!"
It was hard enduring thier captors threats. It annoyed them so much that Grumm lost control of himself.
"Yurr, go an' boil ee eads, yon varmints!"
At that the leader said "Choook! Chaaacraaack!"
After that they grabbed Grumm and the Painted One's leader grabbed his sword and held it over Grumm, ready to strike, when suddenly an ear-splitting cry was heard.
"Karraharrakrarrrr!!!"
A gigantic goshawk flew in. She grabbed the leader and slew him with a quick slash of her beak.
"Art thou badly hurt? I am Krora Woodwatcher. What art thy names?"
"My name is Martin, the mousemaid there is Rose, The mole is Grumm, and the hedgehog is Pallum."
"Rose and Grumm of Noonvale," said Krora. "Go not back to Noonvale, 'tis now the home of yon Painted Ones who have captured thee! They have slain thy mother and father, Rose, and no creature hath escaped from the foul vermin!"
"Thou must now go with thy allies, Martin. You nor I hath strength enough to defeat yon Painted Ones in the grand domain of Noonvale. I will go with thee for a short time, twoscore days mayhaps."
"We are all truly grateful of your help." said Rose. "First we must take care of the Painted Ones here!"
Then, they all charged in, madly struggling with sling, sword, ladle, and beak. They were outnumbered ten to one at least, but Martin took no worry with him, charging in with his father's sword, heedless of wounds, killing all that stood in his way, filled with bloodlust. He killed at least two score before falling from a sling hit to the back of the head.
Sorry about that wait. I had run out of ideas and had a serious case of LOTRitus.
Martin, Rose, Grumm, and Pallum were captured by the Painted Ones! Nobeast knew what they were, though it was suspected that they were a kind of tree rat. Masters of disguises, they could steal a nut from a squirrel's mouth and make him think he's eaten it. Driven from their pine woods, they travelled to the forest of Noonvale and filled it with desolation. Under a starry night sky the travelers came to, struggling madly to break free from the vines that were holding them.
"Rose, Pallum, Grumm, are you alr-aaahhhh!" The bounds tightened, sending Martin gasping for air. "Martin!" yelled Rose. The bounds tightened around Rose's neck, starting to choke her.
"Chookacharrk!!! Yeeheehee, we kills mouseys!Yeeheehee!"
It was hard enduring thier captors threats. It annoyed them so much that Grumm lost control of himself.
"Yurr, go an' boil ee eads, yon varmints!"
At that the leader said "Choook! Chaaacraaack!"
After that they grabbed Grumm and the Painted One's leader grabbed his sword and held it over Grumm, ready to strike, when suddenly an ear-splitting cry was heard.
"Karraharrakrarrrr!!!"
A gigantic goshawk flew in. She grabbed the leader and slew him with a quick slash of her beak.
"Art thou badly hurt? I am Krora Woodwatcher. What art thy names?"
"My name is Martin, the mousemaid there is Rose, The mole is Grumm, and the hedgehog is Pallum."
"Rose and Grumm of Noonvale," said Krora. "Go not back to Noonvale, 'tis now the home of yon Painted Ones who have captured thee! They have slain thy mother and father, Rose, and no creature hath escaped from the foul vermin!"
"Thou must now go with thy allies, Martin. You nor I hath strength enough to defeat yon Painted Ones in the grand domain of Noonvale. I will go with thee for a short time, twoscore days mayhaps."
"We are all truly grateful of your help." said Rose. "First we must take care of the Painted Ones here!"
Then, they all charged in, madly struggling with sling, sword, ladle, and beak. They were outnumbered ten to one at least, but Martin took no worry with him, charging in with his father's sword, heedless of wounds, killing all that stood in his way, filled with bloodlust. He killed at least two score before falling from a sling hit to the back of the head.