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Subject: The Great War: Part 8

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Mossyra of the Irresistible Imps

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Date Posted: 20:57:50 06/24/07 Sun

Silverthunder dreamt of a badger. This badger had golden stripes instead of normal white ones. For some reason he cried to it, "My lord, they are killing me. They are killing me!" Then he was dragged from his slumbers by a voice calling, "Danger is nigh. Awake, Silver, and face the threat."
Silverthunder awoke.

He was bound to a stake out of arrow range in front of his mountain home. Some sort of parley was going on between the current Badger Lord and Rottooth, but he was too far away to hear. A spearpoint tickled the fur of his neck and he could distinctly hear sounds behind him, doubtless more vermin. His immediate attention, however, was on the score of vermin sneaking in to cut off the hares and badger from Salamandastron. Despite the obvious threat to his life, Silverthunder roared at the top of his lungs, "It's a trap! They're behind you! Eulaliaaaaaaaaa!"
The startled guards jerked out of a semi-doze and quickly stunned him with a sharp blow to the head, but it was too late. The message had been recieved and the Salamandastron party retreated within the safety of the mountain. Rottooth swiftly drew back as a hail of arrows centered on him and angrily approached the guards.
"You were supposed to be watching the hare to make sure he didn't warn his comrades," Rottooth spluttered furiously. "Dozing on the job, letting the hares escape with their leader unscathed, and nearly killing your king, those are the charges set upon you. The pentalty: death!"
The two unfortunate soldiers backed up, one holding his paws forward pleadingly. "We was awake, I swear we was!" The first one was cut down before he took two paces. His companion turned and fled, dodging and ducking. Two soldiers ran after the escaper, swords flashing as they tried to cut him down.

Rottooth ignored the spectacle and turned on Silverthunder, eyes glittering with uncontrolled rage. "You, my friend, are not as fortunate. They were my creatures and had the right to be killed quickly. But you are the enemy. And I have no mercy with enemies."

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