After the half hour had passed, Akeradies, Rorik, and the few slaves they had managed to free looked on the oasis. "Whew......Finally here." Akeradies turned to the vole he had spoken to earlier. "What is your name?"
Whiptail did as he was told, changing his clothes and reapearing with the new set of clothes given to him. They fit perfectly, almost as though they were made for him. He still had on his wrist irons though, as well as his collar as a sign of... ownership. However, he carried the old and torn loincloth in his paws, more than eager to get rid of it. "Here you go, sir." He said as he handed his loincloth to the badger.
Post by LordStripetail on Apr 10, 2006 12:36:03 GMT -5
"Follow Me' sissimus said. he led Whiptail out of the building. Outside a roaring bonfire was burning. The citizens of the castle were burning clothes that they couldn't wear anymore, had outgrown, or were tired of wearing. Sissimus handed the rags back to whiptail. "Toss them on the fire, and break with your past" he said softly.
Whiptail nodded, although honestly, he did not really understand. He watched his old loincloth burn to ash in the fire and the sight of it awoke something within him. A feel of relief, for never putting these rags on again.