*a tall female hare trots into the Main hall, and her old, worn, red coat still shines through the day of war that it has seen, her smile turns to a frown as she sees the arrow fired, she runs over and rips it off the tree reading the quick message, she smiles and chants, calling first,* BRING IT ON! *then her face becomes more serious as she calls to the heavens the name of her birthplace and tribe of her best friend,* HOLT SILVEROTTER!! *the trees reverberate with the seasoned hare's warcry, then she turns, tossing the brocken arrow and parchment, saying,* Where is Snippalo, we are soon to war, but no one act, with out milady's permission. *she turns towards the door to this particular cavern and calls* SNIPPY! BALLY'S HOME! -- Silverotter Main MB

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Date Posted: 16:58:45 12/30/01 Sun
Author: Candora Philiphortinsea Grang(the Bally Redcoat to you!
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Subject: *a tall female hare trots into the Main hall, and her old, worn, red coat still shines through the day of war that it has seen, her smile turns to a frown as she sees the arrow fired, she runs over and rips it off the tree reading the quick message, she smiles and chants, calling first,* BRING IT ON! *then her face becomes more serious as she calls to the heavens the name of her birthplace and tribe of her best friend,* HOLT SILVEROTTER!! *the trees reverberate with the seasoned hare's warcry, then she turns, tossing the brocken arrow and parchment, saying,* Where is Snippalo, we are soon to war, but no one act, with out milady's permission. *she turns towards the door to this particular cavern and calls* SNIPPY! BALLY'S HOME!
In reply to: Messenger of the Mighty Wrathful One 's message, "An arrow tipped with black feathers whips across the room and buries itself in the wall. There is a scroll impaled on it." on 12:56:52 12/30/01 Sun

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A black claoked creature walks in, the hood drawn over his features. He is tall and frightening, like the grim reaper himself. He clutches a bow in his gloved paw. "Indeed, rabbit, we shall war." He leaves as quickly as he came, leaving a deafening silence behind him. -- Messenger, 22:17:40 12/30/01 Sun

*the tall female hare's face turns an angry red for a moment, then she thinks it over, and smiles, she turns to her tribemates, and says,* That just shows what what blinkin' little these attackers know, they can't tell a Salamandastron heritage hare from a simple field rabbit! *Most look upon her in admiration, her hight and strength would frighten amany beasts in itself, and the few that had seen her in battle, look on a great allie, and warshare, she pulls out her dirk and points it in the direction that the beast left and says in a solemn and firm voice,* By the Dirk of my uncle, Rockjaw Grang, I swear I will see this Holt through all oppressors, vermin or otherwise. *she brings the tip to her lips and kisses it, in a solomn ritual passed down through the ages.* I will not forsake my oath, watch over me grandpa. *she whispers* (NT) -- Candy Grang, 08:47:48 12/31/01 Mon

OOC: by the way, Rockjaw is my Grandfather, NOT MY UNCLE! (NT) -- Candy ooc, 08:49:04 12/31/01 Mon