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[The Lady Shael]

 Shael sat inside the vermin bar, a tankard of ale by her paw, untouched. Her mind was on many things, and she didn't feel like drinking tonight. She looked around for the bartender, to tell him to take the tankard and maybe give it to somebeast else, since it was a shame to waste a fresh tankard of ale.

She noticed the bartender running outside, and was about to hail him when she recognized him. It was Luego, one of Kilk's most trusted ferrets. Her narrowed eyes widened ever so slightly. The slim female weasel recognized him since she visited Kilk's camp many times.

Now what is he doing here?, Shael wondered. Kilk told me they were heading back north last week. She paused, thinking maybe something odd was up. She got off her bar stool, told her second-in-command Rayla to watch the troops, and padded silently to the door.

She instinctively put a paw first on the bolas tied to her belt under her cloak, and then to the hilt of her scimitar. Ah well, I've been waiting for a bit of action anyways...

[Deathclaw]

 One of the hares looking for the back exit spotted the vermin, and slowly followed her to see what was up.

[Dead Eye]

 "Hold" Dead Eye said before the vixen could answer. HE sniffed the air again. Rabbits. His eyes slinted. He had just saw the bar tender leave...and some other vermin. What was going on? An ambush?

"We're going..." he saw the look on the other two's faces. "Now! Rabbits be here. Go!" he shouted. He pulled out his rapier under his vest.  

[Deathclaw]

 Two throwing knives hit the door hinges in rapid succession. The ferret guarded the back exit, allowing the three hares in.

"In, NOW! Luego knocked out the hinges. Go! Go! Go!" The hares filed in quickly, blades being pulled. Deathclaw drew his dirk, sling close to paw, looking for his targets in the confusion.

[The Lady Shael]

 Shael, oblivious to everything going on in the bar, or even that slave-trading was going on, was concentrating on sneaking outside. She pressed herself close to the wall outside, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. With one paw gripping her scimitar tightly under her cloak, she silently made her way towards a group of silhoutetted creatures close by.

[Deathclaw]

 Shael was moving towards Luego and the three hares, due to the door being opened. Luego looked back, and said to a hare by the door handle, "Shut the door, bolt it. We can't let anyone in or out." Now the door was bolted tight.

[Trident]

 The vixen was planning yet another fire escape, as she had a candle ready, this one poisoned, but as she was close to lighting it she saw the only escape exit barracaded.  Cursing her bad luck, she kept to the stool's shadows and avoided the fleeing creatures.  She ran her young, slim, and silvery/white paws over each flask of drinks, and then her memory recollected slightly as she touched the flask of Strawberry Fizz.  She moved it aside, and was shocked at seeing there to be a huge hole leading throguh what seemed like a former granite wall.  She looked around swiftly, not wanting to be caught again, and she slipped inside, and put the fizz back in place.  Crawling on her four paws, she trotted deeper and deeper into the cave.  She could smell the rainy smell of moss, and it felt cool to her scratched up paws.  She then realized that the farther she went down, the less and less air there was.  She felt dizzy, and light headed.  In the imaginary half of her, she was flying in the sky, haning by the talons of strong eagles.  They went higher and higher towards a mysterious light, entranced by the warmth of the sun as they got nearer and nearer.  The only thing that brought the vixen back to reality was the splash of water as her fore paw came down apon a murky puddle.  Finall, a small collection of light was at the end of the tunnel, giving her hope.  She crawled faster towards it, and found herself in the middle of a forest, much like the one she was in before.  She looked back down the tunnel and laughed slightly.  FOOLS!

[Dead Eye]

 "Come and meet Dead Eye the Destroyer rabbits! I slay you all!" Dead Eye screamed and jumped into the nearest two hares. He put a dagger in each...then ripped at both throats with his teeth. He picked his head up and blood was pouring down from it.

"Who's next rabbits?"

[Deathclaw]

 "Eulalia! 'S death on the wind! Slingers, drop back, fire at him, don't stop, quick as y'like now, wot! That's the ticket, right in the jolly old breadbasket! Knock that rapier out of his paw, take good aim now." Deathclaw twirled a sling of his own, stones rapidly exiting the weapon. No hare came too close, if they could attack from afar it would minimize injury. The ferret and three hares left to the main party, to let Dead Eye escape, so that life of innocents would not be wasted. They would meet another day. The two casaulties were buried, and a personal vendetta made.

[Dead Eye]

 Dead Eye couldn't believe it. They had allowed him to exit. And with only an arrow coming out of his side. He ran down the woods and made an oath that him and the rabbit would meet again.

[Deathclaw]

 Deathclaw only let him escape to minimize casaulties. Now, including himself, Deathclaw had 18 under his command, and one ferret who now joined his patrol. Deathclaw kept up pace to the squirrel, a plan forming in his mind.

[The Lady Shael]

 Meanwhile, still outside the back door of the bar, Shael stood, unmoving, witnessing the entire thing. She was torn in indecision whether to fight or not, but she couldn't make up her mind on which side to help, and she wasn't sure they really wanted help anyways.

She looked around for Luego, for someone she recognized, but she supposed he had left with the hares. Loosing her grip on her scimitar, she glanced around carefully to see if anybeast was around, and then headed back to camp, where Rayla was probably awaiting her return. Maybe there's something here Kilk's not telling me... she thought wearily. I always thought he was a little odd.

[Trident]

 The vixen's imaginary world suddenly went dark.  She let her reality world pause, and in her imaginary world, she was looking up in the darkness of night.  The stars blinked rapidly, and in her mind she made pictures from the star forms.  She then gasped in surprise.  One looked surprising like her father!  But... wait a second, that was her father.  In her imaginary world, her eyes widened as the fox came slowly down from the sky.  His texture was like that of the clouds, and his eyes were like bright stars.

"You say you don't know who you are..." the voice started, in a sepulchral monotone.

"Yes...yes I do," she stammered.

"Then, who are you," her father replied, in desbelief.  

"I am your daughter." She replied sweetly.  

"That's not all of it, you may be my daughter, but you've forgotten the name inwhich your mother and I granted to you."

"No..." she replied quickly, "I know my name."

"Then," he continued quickly, "What is it?"

The sound of footsteps brought her back from the imaginary, and into reality.  There was something coming towards her...

[Scarwake]

 While he knew that the small force of hares where after him and the squirrel, he'd just sat at the table he'd been at where the discussion had taken place...The hares never attacked him and they left following the squirrel.  He got up and walked out of the bar, put his spiked gloves back on which had poisoned spikes, made of his own special recipe, following the scent of the hares, ferret, and squirrel.

"Quite lovely how they came in for two beasts and only attacked the one.  Perhaps, they realized they wouldn't have gotten me anyways..."

With the light from day now gone, he slipped his cloak's hood back over his head, appearing somewhat invisible with his body and clothing being black and the darkness painted over him as if it were its own...

[Deathclaw]

 The hares were moving on rapidly through the night, keeping pace with the squirrel, but using all available cover, so he didn't appear to notice them following.