Post by Zerstorung on Sept 14, 2005 16:48:14 GMT -5
(This area is a tundra-like area with a lot of wolves, foxes, and weasels of different sorts, and as it's name suggets, there is also a LOT of ice here as well. So much, in fact, that it stretches 35-55 mi. out to sea. An island is also by the coast, and its advisible to only go there and back during winter, when the ice is farthest out at sea. The days and nights are also different here, too. The days are usually about 6 hr. long at a minimum, and during the coldest part of the year, the night is about three months long.)
I'll start the story! Fehnek was a fox. He wasn't just any fox though. He was a great white fox, larger than normal. he was a also very smart. Right now, he and his badn, numbering around a score where camped on the island cooking some wood pigeon on a fire. They had a captured a long patrol hare and had brought him here to get information from him. At the end of questioning they planned on killing himand making sword handles along with dagger handles out of his bones. His skull would be used as a trophy drinking cup.
Post by LordStripetail on Sept 15, 2005 8:44:23 GMT -5
the hare, whose name was goldenpaw, was defiant. 'alright you bally vermin" he said bravely, even though he was bound paw and foot. "you can do your worst, but I'll keep a stiff upper lip, wot! You'll get nothing from me!"
Post by LordStripetail on Sept 16, 2005 12:05:54 GMT -5
Goldenpaw was dragged over and tied between two trees, with his left paw and leg tied to the first tree and his rifgght paw and leg to the second. Not only did this stretch him out , it left much of his body vulnerable. one vermin came up with a sharpened stick, which had been left to heat up in the fire. "this will make you talk hare' he sneered holding the smoking hot stick in front of Goldenpaw's face. "if you don't , we'll poke a few holes in you!" he laughed creully as other vermin came up with more sharpened sticks.
Post by Zerstorung on Sept 17, 2005 13:15:26 GMT -5
A timber wolf was standing by the Great Ice Plain when another wolf came up to him. "Have the rodents tried anything?" the timber wolf asked. The other wolf replied "They are about to burn the hare." After thinking a moment, the timber wolf said "Send a battallion in. Kill any that try to resist, and leave the hare alone."
Fehnek looked up. He was quick and intelligent, and he had heard something. "Put out the fires! NOW!" he hissed. "Into the trees! Quick, take the hare as well!" The small group did as told, everyone knew the consequences. As they went Goldenpaw was gagged.
Post by LordStripetail on Sept 18, 2005 18:54:17 GMT -5
Goldenpaw fought his way upward as the vermin dragged him into the trees. "make a sound hare, and it will be your last' A nearby vermin said, stuffing the gag further down Goldenpaw's throat. mmmm" Was all he could muster through the gag, but his anger and rage showed in his eyes. If he got free, look out.
Fehenk quickly grapped the sharpened stick and jabbed Goldenpaw with it. "YOUR FIRES WILL SOON COOL DOWN!" he hissed. In the tree's the vermin commenced in making themselves at home in them. They were very hard to spot, impossible if not directly under them. Fehnek had survived with his band here because of their skill. They waited, a little scared for the source of the sounds Fehnek had heard.
Post by Zerstorung on Sept 21, 2005 22:03:46 GMT -5
The leader of the timber wolves, Zarek, was stilling sitting by the Great Ice Plain when a scout came up. Zarek: "Well, what did you find?" scout:"We found their camp, and the scents suggested they were there recently, but in other areas, the scents seemed to have......vanished." Zarek:"Vanished? Hmm.........Have ALL those areas inspected......Hey, do you smell that?"
The pair sniffed around for a second, becausen they had the scent of another wolf.