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Subject: What's one more small little squirrelmaid? Author: Fizzle S Freeflyer [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 01:51:11 02/25/05 Fri mnuch.... smack... grunnfff... slurrrpppp a slender young squirrel maid looks up from the shrinking pile of food set in front of her. She gives you a quizzical look and licks blueberry juice off her lower lip before speaking. "Hey, do I know you? I can never remember everybody I've met. Too many people at this Abbey. Oh well, you'll know me inside and out by the time I'm done with you!" Here she gives you a quick wink. "Make sure your ears are on good. My mum always said I could talk the ear off of anybeast silly enough to listen to me. Now, go sit down by the fire." You oblige, trying to keep your eyes from bulging at the sight of her demolishing a giant meadowcream and strawberry trifle in five swift bites. She looks up and notes your expression. "Sorry bout that, had to destroy the evidence y' know. That was supposed to go to the otter crew when they get back from the rapids, but I figure a growin' Dibbun has more need of sweets than grown-ups do. Otters like hotroot soup better anyways. So, where was I?" She suddenly bolts out of her chair. You try to keep track of her with your eyes, but fail. Next thing you know, you're staring at her sitting across the fire from you. "Oh yes, I was telling you about myself and how I ended up at Redwall. Well make yourself comfortable, and don't interrupt! Only geebleshnockers interrupt!" You look at her blankly, but she fails to notice this, and launches head-long into a narrative at full speed. You forget your confusion for the moment and focus all your small Dibbun brainpower on trying to understand what in the name of turnip turnovers shes talking about! "My name's Fizzle, Fizzle S Freeflyer actually. The S stands for Sizzle, but nobeast calls me that, except my mum when I get in trouble, which is pretty much every coupla hours. I grew up on the slopes of a great mountain with the Gawtrybe squirrels. Well, at least until the Law came visitin'! She gives you a sly smile and continues with her narrative... (OOC: I will post the rest of Frizzle's story in a few days. I hope you enjoy it!) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]