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Chapter 20: One Step Closer to the Edge

The sun peeked over and into Mossflower woods to see an aged otter walking with almost tireless determination. The warmth of dawn had loosened his joints and he was taking full advantage of it; his goal must be reached.

Tyril's army caught up with Sheede's late in the morning. At first there seemed to be a wall of tension between the two forces even while the cat and fox embraced heartily. The mountain hares were sizing up the Salamandastron hares and vise versa; this stand off would've continued if Lord Stonepaw hadn't approached Commander Thornblower. The hare instantly dropped to one knee and pledged his loyalty to the new Badger Lord, the other hare quickly followed suit. Stonepaw raised a paw for silence, "Recently I had a dream and in this dream I saw a great mountain of fire. I heard a voice tell me that this was to be my new home and that it would be my charge to lead and guard the warrior hares I would find there. I look upon you now and I can see your loyalty and strength and it compares only to the loyalty and strength of my Mountain Hares. I would be honored to lead you, if you will have me." There was a shocked silence as all present absorbed what the great lord had said.

At length Commander Thornblower called out, "What d'ye say lads? Shall we have a Badger Lord?" A thunderous cheer filled every space of Mossflower and was so full of ferver that you could almost taste it as you breathed.

Death Raventooth pursed his lips as his adopted son approached from behind, when he judged Darkness to be close enough he turned and faced him. "How many warriors is the Silvercat leading?" he asked suddenly. In that moment Darkness made a decision he hoped he wouldn't regret.

"Two hundred, My Lord," he nearly held his breath for he knew for a fact that when he had left, Sheede was leading at least twice that.

The wolf didn't blink, "How odd," he commented smoothly, "you see, Piker told me that she led at least four hundred." Darkness felt his heart stop but he didn't speak; Death stepped closer to him, "I never would've guessed that you of all my followers would be the one to try and betray me," he growled softly. With a flick of his claws, he signaled his guards to escort Darkness away. The wildcat quickly found himself thrown in what once was the Abbey wine cellar; it served its purpose as a dungeon well.

Marcy bit her lip as she watched the fierce wildcat be thrown in the cellar. What could this mean? Knowing that her Elders would never allow it, she decided to take a risk for the sake of her beloved Abbey.

The sun began to sink on the third day and already the stakes have been raised and some tables have been turned. Death is unaware that Sheede's four hundred has been joined by Tyril's three hundred. And Sheede is likewise unaware of Darkness' attempt to aid her. But all of them are completely blind to the single-minded otter who quietly and steadily continued his trek through Mossflower. Two days left; plenty of time to change the world.



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