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Subject: ------------------------------THE THIEF-------------------------------


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Date Posted: 04:16:06 01/26/03 Sun

The ebony ferret, slimmed by hunger and tired from running, clutched his rusted knife as he approached the camp. It was impossible to tell whether its inhabitants were goodbeasts or vermin, owing to the twilight darkness and the large number of missing body parts among them. He approached the tent farthest away from the beasts' campfire. For a moment, he hesitated. Could he stop his profession? No. He so longed to reform, but he had been a thief too long. The pangs of hunger outweighed those of remorse. He had reached the tent now. He stretched his paws toward the worn, dirty tent flaps and tore them open.
He had believed this to be a supply tent. Unfortunately, a dirk-holding paw protruded from under a filthy brown blanket in the middle of the canvas structure. On instinct, he jabbed his knife into the blanket-wrapped form. He ripped the covering off what was now a corpse and saw the body of an old, crippled mouse. Horrified at his actions, he began scooping up whatever he could. He shoved some dried fruit into a durable haversack.He threw on a hooded cloak. The thief picked up a long ,sharp sword and thrust it into his belt. Though he felt sick as he did it, he pried the dirk from the mouse's paws.
He staggered from the tent, his head spinning like a cartwheel. The full weight of what he had done hit him at this moment. This was a refugee camp. These beasts must have had fled vermin attacks. He had killed and robbed a crippled old one. He became violently sick upon the ground. He tried to get up, but fell. At last he got to his footpaws and fled the camp.
After traveling well into the night, the moonlight revealed a huge form on the horizon. The Fort of Lancepaw..... He could take a new name there and become a goodbeast. He could hide from the vengeful woodlanders he had left behind. Yes, a new life........

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ooc: I'm getting the feeling that this is more a member intro than a story? If it is it needs to be on the Tapestry (NT)Lancepaw Fortesque09:53:15 01/26/03 Sun
It makes me think a bit of Rettie's story (the one of the theif which she hasn't started yet) (NT)Southpaw17:21:45 01/26/03 Sun


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