| Subject: WHATCHIT Thistle!!!!!!! (SEE MESSAGE) |
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mousethief
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Date Posted: 17:26:55 02/18/03 Tue
Author Host/IP: NoHost/68.159.163.153
In reply to:
Thistle the Warriormaid
's message, "*starts walking in the way mousethief pointed, humming to herself as she wipes her blade on the grass* Right. We've got to save everyone back at Redwall...tooooo the Icetor Flowers!*pops a strawberry in her mouth from her satchel*" on 15:07:30 02/18/03 Tue
*a crow, larger then the rest is dropping toward thistle, talons outstretched, mousethief instinctively jumps in front of her, he tries to draw his blade, but it is stuck, and he doesn't have time before the bird is upon him, it latches its talons into his side and rib cage, pecking here and there with his beak, he then goes up, up, up, heading for the forest, (bringing mousethief with him) he grabs the first branch he comes along, jerks his dagger out and slashes the talons, it lets go and he falls, falling, falling, falling, gaining an incredible amount of speed, (you know the blinkin' gravity thing) he swings his razor sharp dagger into the tree, it slows him tremendously, but doesn't stop him completely, his dagger slips from the tree, and he falls the last ten feet (or the redwall equivalent) to the ground, he lands senseless, his fur drenched in blood, his once-perfect dagger landing by him, now scratched and the tip slightly bent, and there are a number of possible fractures to his now pitiful looking self*
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