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Chapter 13
When Glen entered the infirmary, Wyatt didn't understand what was going on. Seeing her armed with the javelin, Wyatt tried to figure out what was going on, but when he confronted the otter skipper, he was pushed roughly back. Seeing the strange look on her eyes, Wyatt did the best thing he could do; he kept her from moving by tripping her. This idea was soon proven a bad one when Glen slashed across the leg with her javelin. Darkslash was still sleeping, blissfully unaware of what was going on. Wyatt was running out of ideas on what to do to stop the otter when an idea struck. Taking a herb bottle from a shelf nearby, he threw it at Darkslash's sleeping form. It hit him on the stomach, abruptly waking up the slumbering fox. Seeing the scuffle, he called out for help. While he was doing this, Wyatt was trying to do his best from having Glen hit his injured arm when she swung her javelin around in a circle. When Glen hit his arm, Wyatt went down to the ground, unconscious due to the immense pain from his arm. Darkslash was still yelling when the Birch and a few of Glen's crew came in and restrained her. As if she was in a trance, she awoke, shaking and rubbing her head with her paws. When she saw where she was, she asked her crew what happened. Getting nothing but responses of "no's" and shrugs, she slumped down to the floor, trying to figure out what happened. While this was happening, Abbess Birch and an otter named Streamflyer were attending to Wyatt. Seeing that Wyatt was unconscious, Abbess Birch told Streamflyer to go and rouse the infirmary sisters. While Streamflyer was off doing that, she tried to get what happened from Glen, only to learn that she wasn't even aware of what happened, then seeing Darkslash still awake, tried to get the story from him, but she soon learned that he was awakened by Wyatt and that he was trying to keep her from reaching him; Wyatt also told him to call for help until it arrived. Abbess Birch had to sit down. It was a long night till the infirmary sisters could get to all of Wyatt's wounds, most of which were deep due to the javelin's sharp point. Soon they had him bandaged, and sleeping soundly. Sister Elm was checking on Wyatt's arm, which thankfully, wasn't moved out of place during the scuffle. It was a full day before Wyatt woke up and told Birch what happened. "So, you were walking around when Glen came in and started to attack?"
Wyatt pointed out in words, "Yes. I saw that she was heading straight for Darkslash's bed and I thought that I could stop her. In the scuffle that followed, I managed to wake up Darkslash, get myself injured, and get my arm hit when it's not in its best condition."
Wyatt takes a deep breath after this, a bit tired still from the fight. Sister Elm is busy helping a few of the other infirmary sisters to straighten out the messy infirmary. "Wyatt," Birch started, "Was there anything different about Glen when you fought her? Anything at all?"
Wyatt was thinking but he could not tell anything different about the otter. Signaling to Birch that he could tell no more. Seeing the Abbess leave, he decided to rest, and let his wounds heal. Signaling Sister Elm, he pointed out on the paper that he would like to notify him of when his bandages were to be changed; Sister Elm wrote back that she would do so. Meanwhile, Abbess Birch was walking to Glen's dorm room, to get her side of the story, and possibly find out what happened.
By the time that Birch got to Glen, she was over the shock of last night's events. Seeing Birch enter the room, the otter motioned her to sit down across from her. Seeing the puzzled and curious look on her face, the otter told her all that she knew. "I tells yer Birch, I've been having these awful dreams, some of them are almost real, as if I actually did them."
Glen's words trail off as she looks dejectedly towards the floor. Abbess Birch, seeing that she wasn't going to get much else out of Glen, decided to leave the otter to herself for the time being. Going back to the infirmary, she asked Sister Elm to step outside to speak with her. When she had Elm outside, she asked her if she had ever encountered such a problem before. When she heard the infirmary keeper say "No," she was slightly disappointed. Seeing that there was not much else to do, she went back to the dormitories; Streamflyer was awaiting her there. The abbess was having her own thoughts when Streamflyer asked her, "Abbess, what are we going to do about this?"
Abbess Birch was snapped out of her thoughts when Streamflyer spoke to her. "Oh, uhm, yes, well, we will have to do something to keep this from happening again."
"Oh?" Said Streamflyer.
The abbess looked at Streamflyer seriously. "Well, my idea is to keep Glen confined to her dormitory room, and to have guards posted night and day at the infirmary entrance. This way Glen can't come in while she's sleepwalking. Think you can handle this responsibility Streamflyer?"
The otter looked towards the abbess, her eyes shining at the prospect of being important. "I will do my best mother abbess!"
Birch smiled at Streamflyer. Glad she was willing to help. "Alright, get yourself, and a few beasts of your choosing to do this."
"I will do as you command Abbess Birch." And with that Streamflyer went off to perform her job. The abbess went to her room and sat down for a rest.
In the infirmary, the sisters were doing their best. Cleaning the room and changing bandages, they were kept busy. Wyatt and Darkslash were sleeping most of the time, Wyatt was confined to bed due to his new injuries, and Darkslash couldn't walk due to his leg injury, which was getting better everyday. As the sister's were finally getting things organized, there was a knocking on the doors. Seeing that things were all right as they were, Sister Elm went to and opened the door. When she did, Streamflyer and a couple tough looking otters came in. Streamflyer conversed with Elm as the otters took their positions for their watch. Wyatt asked Darkslash what was going on. His response was, "Well, I don't really know, but whatever it is, I think we should just leave it be. Hold on, let me ask one of the sisters over there, maybe they could give us the answer."
Wyatt shrugged, "Ok, I'll just wait right here."
As Darkslash conversed with one of the infirmary sisters, Wyatt decided to see if he could stand back up, but was immediately pushed back down by the closest infirmary sisters. Deciding that staying put in bed would be a better thing to do. Getting the attention of one of the sisters, he communicated through Darkslash a message he wanted to be conveyed to the abbess. As the infirmary sister left, the two otters went outside and stood on either side of the doorway, guarding it as they were told to do. The infirmary sister had gotten to Birch's room. Knocking on the door, she was let inside by a call from within. Seeing the abbess sitting down, the infirmary sister approached the abbess slowly. When asked what she was there for, she gave her the message. After listening to the message, she gave one back, and dismissed the infirmary sister from the room. Settling down into her chair, the abbess decided that some relaxation would be a good thing at the moment, soon she was asleep. When the infirmary sister came back, she noticed that the two otters from before were now outside the doorway, one on each side. Passing in-between them, she went into the infirmary, and gave Birch's message to Wyatt via Darkslash. Wyatt was a bit happy at the news though. He sighed and said to himself, "Well, at least I'll still be having those lessons with the abbess. Now, how about some food eh Darkslash? I'm hungry."
Darkslash laughed. "You have never failed to be hungry Wyatt, I'll see about getting us some food."
Not too long later the two were eating their meal, and exchanging happy banter while doing it.