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Date Posted: 17:09:26 01/15/04 Thu
In reply to:
Ripple Silentsplash
's message, "Chapter 7 (inside)" on 18:15:19 01/14/04 Wed
CHAPTER 8
Tarrow Streamroot notched another arrow into her bow, Zzzz... THUD! "Nice shot Tarrow, soon you'll be as good an archer as me!" The young ottermaid blushed at Aubbress's comment, "Oh come on Aubbress, ya know I'll never be as good as you. Yer the champion archer o' Redwall!!" A slight smile touched Aubbress's lips, as she replied, "And don't you forget it!" Tarrow grinned, then ducked, narrowly missing getting hit by a speeding arrow from her squrrel friends bow, as she said, half to herself, "She's not too modest about it either." Laughing, the two friends went inside to rest.
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Revin sat down next to Aubbress and Tarrow, panting heavily, "Whew, this sword training is really hard, I need to take a breather!!" He reached over and grabbed Tarrows full beaker of cold mint tea, he drained it in 3 thirsty gulps, "Ahhh, much better. So Tarrow, are you ready for the quest?" The otter, still staring at the place where her beaker had been, looked up, "Oooh you thievin' scoundral! You stolen mint tea swigger! You, you..." She stopped, and then answered his question, "You bet I'm ready!!! Aubbress an' I have been practicin' our archery." Aubbress nodded, but then frowned at her friend, "Tarrow, you need to be practicing with your otter javalin too!" Tarrow laughed, "Seriously Aubbress, as if I need to practice. I'm as good with me javalin, as you are with yer bow 'n' arrows!" Revin firmly agreed with her, "Aye, that you are. I'd hate to be the foe beast if you and your javalin were after 'em." Aubbress almost choked on her mint tea, at the picture Revins words conjured up, "Oh, ahahaha, I can just see Tarrow running towards a pack of vermin, whoohoohoohoo, holding that javalin of hers, aheeheehee, hahaha, and them running for their lives! Hahahahaha, heeheehee!!!!" Tarrow couldn't see anything funny about it, and that made Revin and Aubbress laugh all the harder. Finally, when they had calmed down, Tarrow suggested that everyone pack what they were taking, "But we're travlin' light, don't pack too much." So they went their seperate ways, Tarrow to her holt, Revin to his small room that he had all to himself, and Aubbress to the dormitory she shared with some dibbuns.
Each planning what to bring on the trip to the Place o' no return.
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