Tyra was nothing without her sword. As she slowly picked herself up, coughing, she twisted Katze's sword out of the turf.
The well-made blade seemed like it was made for her paw. It was light, yet she could tell that the blade was durable.
"The hare uses the traitor's sword. What a surprise," Predak said, sarcastically, "Get prepared, Tyra."
But as she said that, Tyra pulled out the one weapon that somebeast had left on her, that she had never noticed it.
While she was with Katze, she had picked up a pointed piece of wood and baleing twine. Wrapping the twine around wide, flat piece of it, she had made a short, wooded dirk that you could throw and pull back, use as a dirk and stab, or swing in circles. It was quite a useful weapon. She now threw it at Predak, scoring a direct hit on her chest.
Predak stared down at it as blood leaked out on her tunic. With her last thought she threw her own sword at Tyra. It hit her square in the side. Tyra sank to her knees, as Predak fell, dead. Tyra lost all concious thought, and soon the main battle ended, and Tulia was the first to find their bodies.
When Katzey caught up with the otter, she was staring at Tyra silently.
"Katzey...they've killed her..."
Katzey stared.
Chapter 38
Katzey shouted for the others. Sassy was the first, leaping out of a nearby tree. The others arrived shortly after her, panting. Tulia was kneeling beside Tyra, sobbing.
"Katzey..."
"Tulia," Katzey said, she herself close to crying, "I don't think she's--" Katzey leaned down next to Tulia, the others watching. Some of the old slaves began filing into the clearing.
"Now, she's alive, but not by much. I don't think it hit anything. She's lost a lot of blood. Sassy, you go back to the Abbey. Muddy, Vicy, Boulonnais, you begin digging the grave for Katze and Nicole. Hone, you find a sutible place and headsto--"
Hone didn't need for her to explain. He immideatly pointed to the stone that Tyra's sword had first broken on.
"Yes, that will do fine. Dig the hole at the base of that. We'll watch Tyra."
Lenny, Terry, Sragg and the newer members of the VRAE entered the clearing. One of the weasels glanced at Tyra, Tulia and Katzey and shuddered.
"How's Tyra," Lenny asked, looking at her, streatched out on the ground.
"Not good," Katzey said, "We're afraid to pull out the sword. I don't know if--" She glanced at Tulia and then back and Lenny, blinking. He got her point.
"Get her to Redwall." Terry said. "Just start carrying her. The sooner the better."
But before they did, after the VRAE left, they buried Nicole and Katze. Leaving Predak's body where it lay, Tulia and Katzey lifted Tyra between them and strode off to Redwall.
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Bret on had heard the sounds. There has to be a riot going on! he thought, thinking the worst. His heart racing, he stared out one of the main Abbey windows, he listened to the sounds of battle.
"REDWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL!" WHAT?! They were fighting them?! Everything stopped as one lone, shrill cry, more a scream then a shout, rang out, the vermin losing heart and running.
"EULALIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" ;
It was Tyra. Unknown to her, she shouted as she lost her consious thought.
Breton stared out the window even more urgently. The abbot had forbidden him to go out and rescue them, but he knew that they needed his help.
A while later, a squirrel landed on the battlements. He rushed out, embracing Sassy.
"Where have you been? Where are the others?!"
"They'll be coming soon. Tyra's been seriously injured. We have to have the way to the Infirmary clear."
The well-made blade seemed like it was made for her paw. It was light, yet she could tell that the blade was durable.
"The hare uses the traitor's sword. What a surprise," Predak said, sarcastically, "Get prepared, Tyra."
But as she said that, Tyra pulled out the one weapon that somebeast had left on her, that she had never noticed it.
While she was with Katze, she had picked up a pointed piece of wood and baleing twine. Wrapping the twine around wide, flat piece of it, she had made a short, wooded dirk that you could throw and pull back, use as a dirk and stab, or swing in circles. It was quite a useful weapon. She now threw it at Predak, scoring a direct hit on her chest.
Predak stared down at it as blood leaked out on her tunic. With her last thought she threw her own sword at Tyra. It hit her square in the side. Tyra sank to her knees, as Predak fell, dead. Tyra lost all concious thought, and soon the main battle ended, and Tulia was the first to find their bodies.
When Katzey caught up with the otter, she was staring at Tyra silently.
"Katzey...they've killed her..."
Katzey stared.
Chapter 38
Katzey shouted for the others. Sassy was the first, leaping out of a nearby tree. The others arrived shortly after her, panting. Tulia was kneeling beside Tyra, sobbing.
"Katzey..."
"Tulia," Katzey said, she herself close to crying, "I don't think she's--" Katzey leaned down next to Tulia, the others watching. Some of the old slaves began filing into the clearing.
"Now, she's alive, but not by much. I don't think it hit anything. She's lost a lot of blood. Sassy, you go back to the Abbey. Muddy, Vicy, Boulonnais, you begin digging the grave for Katze and Nicole. Hone, you find a sutible place and headsto--"
Hone didn't need for her to explain. He immideatly pointed to the stone that Tyra's sword had first broken on.
"Yes, that will do fine. Dig the hole at the base of that. We'll watch Tyra."
Lenny, Terry, Sragg and the newer members of the VRAE entered the clearing. One of the weasels glanced at Tyra, Tulia and Katzey and shuddered.
"How's Tyra," Lenny asked, looking at her, streatched out on the ground.
"Not good," Katzey said, "We're afraid to pull out the sword. I don't know if--" She glanced at Tulia and then back and Lenny, blinking. He got her point.
"Get her to Redwall." Terry said. "Just start carrying her. The sooner the better."
But before they did, after the VRAE left, they buried Nicole and Katze. Leaving Predak's body where it lay, Tulia and Katzey lifted Tyra between them and strode off to Redwall.
************************************************************
Bret on had heard the sounds. There has to be a riot going on! he thought, thinking the worst. His heart racing, he stared out one of the main Abbey windows, he listened to the sounds of battle.
"REDWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL!" WHAT?! They were fighting them?! Everything stopped as one lone, shrill cry, more a scream then a shout, rang out, the vermin losing heart and running.
"EULALIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" ;
It was Tyra. Unknown to her, she shouted as she lost her consious thought.
Breton stared out the window even more urgently. The abbot had forbidden him to go out and rescue them, but he knew that they needed his help.
A while later, a squirrel landed on the battlements. He rushed out, embracing Sassy.
"Where have you been? Where are the others?!"
"They'll be coming soon. Tyra's been seriously injured. We have to have the way to the Infirmary clear."
