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Chapter Four.
It was only a few moments later Phillet looked up to see a lean fox slip silently into tent and take a seat next to Sheede.
"Ahh, Tyril, just in time. I was getting bored." She said warmly; a ghost of a smile traveled over the fox's lips but it didn't come close to the cold steel in his eyes.
"Capt'n, have you spoken with him yet?" Tyril, asked quietly. Sheede shook her head,
"No, I thought I'd wait for you. We can begin now." Both warriors turned to Phillet as one. The hare couldn't help but swallow hard in the face of both predators.
"Well, young one, tell us your tale." The fox commanded. Phillet thought hard and decided to come clean; he took a deep breath and began.
"My name is Phillet Longears Stridefellow the Third; and I have been sent to lead you in to a trap." Suddenly Sheede interrupted him by slapping her knee and poking Tyril hard in the shoulder.
"I told you Tyril! I said he'd come clean first out! Hah!" The foxes only response was too scowl deeply and look away. Phillet looked between the two creatures completely confused; Sheede laughed and placed a paw on his shoulder.
"It's not you lad. We knew that Destruction sent you but we were acting like this to test your honesty." Tyril finally cracked a real smile but Phillet could see a slight blush at the fox's ear tips.
" Yeah, I bet a week's dish duty that you wouldn't have the courage to confess to us." Tyril confessed. Suddenly Phillet simply started laughing uncontrollably; Sheede and Tyril both gave him startled looks.
"I'm sitting in the camp of two commanders who wage dish duty on the interrogation of captives and yet they've disabled the mountain fortress of lore!" he explained breathlessly.
"Well yeah, it's not like we've got a hard opponent." Sheede replied simply.
After they finally calmed down and were able to really discuss the information that Phillet had brought. Phillet explained that Destruction's plan was too have him tell the cat that he had escaped from the fortress by pretending to pledge alligence to Destruction and join his ranks so that he could escape while on watch duty and reach Sheede. The wolf's plan concluded with Phillet leading the Silvercat and Tyril through a narrow exit to their demise. After the hare's long explanation cat and fox simply stared at one another.
"How stupid does he think we are, Captain?" Tyril finally asked. Sheede could only shrug and shake her head in disbelief.
"How did he conquer your mountain?" Tyrl asked to Phillet suddenly.
"He didn't. His commander, Death Raventooth, did and just left Destruction to hold it." Sheede nodded wisely,
"Aye, it doesn't take brains to merely hold a place for your leader; and that means that this Death creature is off conquering more." Tyril shot her a hard look and said quietly,
"He's not yet our concern, Captain." Phillet chose to ease the conversation into a more productive direction.
"I think that we should follow Destruction's plans." He said suddenly. Both Sheede and Tyril gave Phillet incredulous looks; he held up his paws to explain.
"I'll tell him that you and Tyril will meet him at the agreed upon place and while he's waiting at the exit I can have the hares take out the guards at the gate to let you and your arm in and take over." Sheede grinned and clapped him on the shoulder,
"I couldn'tve planned it better myself lad! That wolf is just addle-brained enough to fall for it! Well-done, your commander'd be proud." She congratulated him. Phillet glowed with pride and blushed deeply when Tyril gave him a proud wink. In just a few hours he'd had gone from not trusting these creatures to respecting them deeply. The Silvercat and her first mate were truly excellent leaders; it reminded him of back before any of this sorrow had touched the land and he was just another hare on the Long Patrol. And he felt that soon, those days of glory would be restored to his beloved mountain.
Of course there's more to come; but I live off praise....so review!
Chapter Four.
It was only a few moments later Phillet looked up to see a lean fox slip silently into tent and take a seat next to Sheede.
"Ahh, Tyril, just in time. I was getting bored." She said warmly; a ghost of a smile traveled over the fox's lips but it didn't come close to the cold steel in his eyes.
"Capt'n, have you spoken with him yet?" Tyril, asked quietly. Sheede shook her head,
"No, I thought I'd wait for you. We can begin now." Both warriors turned to Phillet as one. The hare couldn't help but swallow hard in the face of both predators.
"Well, young one, tell us your tale." The fox commanded. Phillet thought hard and decided to come clean; he took a deep breath and began.
"My name is Phillet Longears Stridefellow the Third; and I have been sent to lead you in to a trap." Suddenly Sheede interrupted him by slapping her knee and poking Tyril hard in the shoulder.
"I told you Tyril! I said he'd come clean first out! Hah!" The foxes only response was too scowl deeply and look away. Phillet looked between the two creatures completely confused; Sheede laughed and placed a paw on his shoulder.
"It's not you lad. We knew that Destruction sent you but we were acting like this to test your honesty." Tyril finally cracked a real smile but Phillet could see a slight blush at the fox's ear tips.
" Yeah, I bet a week's dish duty that you wouldn't have the courage to confess to us." Tyril confessed. Suddenly Phillet simply started laughing uncontrollably; Sheede and Tyril both gave him startled looks.
"I'm sitting in the camp of two commanders who wage dish duty on the interrogation of captives and yet they've disabled the mountain fortress of lore!" he explained breathlessly.
"Well yeah, it's not like we've got a hard opponent." Sheede replied simply.
After they finally calmed down and were able to really discuss the information that Phillet had brought. Phillet explained that Destruction's plan was too have him tell the cat that he had escaped from the fortress by pretending to pledge alligence to Destruction and join his ranks so that he could escape while on watch duty and reach Sheede. The wolf's plan concluded with Phillet leading the Silvercat and Tyril through a narrow exit to their demise. After the hare's long explanation cat and fox simply stared at one another.
"How stupid does he think we are, Captain?" Tyril finally asked. Sheede could only shrug and shake her head in disbelief.
"How did he conquer your mountain?" Tyrl asked to Phillet suddenly.
"He didn't. His commander, Death Raventooth, did and just left Destruction to hold it." Sheede nodded wisely,
"Aye, it doesn't take brains to merely hold a place for your leader; and that means that this Death creature is off conquering more." Tyril shot her a hard look and said quietly,
"He's not yet our concern, Captain." Phillet chose to ease the conversation into a more productive direction.
"I think that we should follow Destruction's plans." He said suddenly. Both Sheede and Tyril gave Phillet incredulous looks; he held up his paws to explain.
"I'll tell him that you and Tyril will meet him at the agreed upon place and while he's waiting at the exit I can have the hares take out the guards at the gate to let you and your arm in and take over." Sheede grinned and clapped him on the shoulder,
"I couldn'tve planned it better myself lad! That wolf is just addle-brained enough to fall for it! Well-done, your commander'd be proud." She congratulated him. Phillet glowed with pride and blushed deeply when Tyril gave him a proud wink. In just a few hours he'd had gone from not trusting these creatures to respecting them deeply. The Silvercat and her first mate were truly excellent leaders; it reminded him of back before any of this sorrow had touched the land and he was just another hare on the Long Patrol. And he felt that soon, those days of glory would be restored to his beloved mountain.
Of course there's more to come; but I live off praise....so review!