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Whiteye
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Date Posted: 19:26:05 10/08/03 Wed
Due to constant begging form Shyla, here is the continuation of 'Dreamfur'
A late middle aged ferret leaned heavily on a wall. “I’m getting’ too old fer this, young ‘un.” She sighed. A younger ferret pursed his lips. “C’mon, mum! Ye can do it. All ye gotta do is sneaky up on those goodbeasts an’ ask fer food. Act pitiful, mum! I hear that Redwall ‘as t’ best food in the world!” He said seriously. She sighed again, rubbing her chest where an old scar lingered. “Seekrow, yore old mum’s gettin’ that pain in ‘er chest again…” Seekrow looked at her in concern, asking worriedly, “Is that where the bad rabbit shot yoos in the chest, mummy ‘Kisran?” Akisran nodded. “Yes, ‘Row. But if’n ye want food ‘at bad, I’ll see wot I c’n do.” He clapped his paws joyfully, and his mother missed the evil glint flashing through his eyes. “Will daddy Nero get some Redwall food too?” He asked, narrowing his eyes. Akisran again did not notice his looks of malice and nodded. “Wotever you likes, sweetums, wotever you likes.” He grinned, his almost black eyes disappearing behind his cheeks. Seekrow’s black fur glistened in the sunlight, his sleek body moving back and forth, like an adder. “Yesssssss…We will have food tonight, mummy ‘Kisssssran!”
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