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Subject: riverblade chapter two: riverblade Author: calhen riverblade [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 22:24:58 12/07/05 Wed the next mornnig was qiet and peaceful. skippers wife riversong slowly creapt over to were he son was sleeping. she carefuly lifted him and wrapped him up in her cloak. she slowly rocked him back and forth as she walked to the back of the cave were the oven and stoves were. she spotted a rack where some scones were cooling, taking afew she wrapped them up in a kerchife. bending down she opend one of the cupboard doors and pulled out a jug of warm cider. silently she crept outside of the cave and into the fresh air. it had been a long time since she had last enjoyed the fresh air.the little otter babe cood peacefuly. after afew minuts she began to munch on the scones the had brought. after she had finished her makeshift meal she shifted all of her atintion to the little otter in her arms. he was of thick build and had thick redish brown fur and his eyes, his eyes were of the deepest blue and were peaceful and knowing. a smile crept to riversong face and suprisingly he smilled back. she hugged him close and kissed his for head. they togeather for a considarable amount of time. in the cave she could hear acouple of the otters going about their early morrning choars. sudenly she froze as she was about to re-enter the holt when she heard voices."sherup or she'l ear us." she could tell they were vermin by the sound of the voices. she quickly ran back in the cave and woke her husband."wake up, there are vermin outside." at that he bolted up and woke up all of the others. he bounded over to the corner where he kept his arms. first he grabed his sling and his favorit pouch of stones then he grabed his claymore. it was long witha steel ball pomel and steel curved crosspiece. he gripped it's brown leather wrapped hilt tight and rushed to the entrace of the holt as many others were. riversong hefted a long steel tiped lance and made ready to protect he little pup. the vermin numbered nearly two score. they had lost the element of surprise but they still slightly out numbered the otters. they hit the otter warriors head on. caos reined as the two forces met. skipper swung his blade like a mad beast, hacking, slashing and staping at the thought of his newborn son being in the claws of vermin. gallune the massive otter met up with him in one paw which was the almost size of a bagers he held a huge double bladed battle ax and in the other the body of a small dead rat. he hurled it at a charging ferret. calhen and gallune fought back to back. slowly but suredly the otters drove away the vermin. skipper dashed to his wifes side to see if she was hurt but she was not. after all the bodys had been thrown in the river they decided not to speak of the incedent. the skipper aprouched his wife and said "we need to name im." she nodded. "speak'n of im where is e." looking around he soon spotted him trying to lif his claymore."we'l call im riverblade" exlaimed riversong "i like sound o that, calhen riverblade." to be countinued................ calhen riverblade, newbie [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]