Abbess Sonsa sat in the great hall with Haskel the Recorder listening to Inka's account of her dream. There was not much to tell.

Sonsa sighed "Not much to go on"

"Yes" said Haskel "Are you sure you didn't forget anything?"

Inka shook her head at him "No, I didn't forget anything. That is all Martin said 'The hunter approaches'. It's a mystery to me too. I haven't the foggiest idea of what it means. It sound like a warning of some sort"

"That's it!" said Haskel. He stood up knocking his chair over. "It's a warning that there is danger coming!"

Table setters heard the squirrel and stopped their duties to glace at each other. Some even whispered to make sure they weren't hearing things. Abbess Sonsa quickly set his chair back up and pulled him down into it again.

Haskel looked to his foot paws and said apologetically "I'm sorry, I shouldn't of done that. Now I may have caused a panic"

Sonsa put a paw on his shoulder. "It's nothing to worry about. Every one would find out at supper. In the mean time we better take precautions. I'll ask Friar Gother to take stock of the food. Haskel I want you to get Skipper and tell him to post sentries on the walls and keep an eye out for trouble"

"What can I do?" asked Inka.

"You can get Iris and Neera to take stock of supplies in the Infirmary. I have a feeling we will need them"