Redwall Abbey- Prequel (PRIVATE)

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    Embren squealed as he was barreled into. Slowly, the dibbun turned his head around to face the creature. "STOAT!! Ah, he's attacking me!" Scartooth poked his head into the bush, slamming his paw over Embren's mouth.

    Drizzle tipped his head to the side in confusion when Windy dove into a bush at the sight of the pine marten, merely walking onward toward the pine marten. He froze at the loud shriek from the bush Windy had dove into and jumped into as well, landing in between a shrew and Windy. "What are you squealing about?" He growled irritatingly.

    Embren screamed as the wildcat came in to view, getting pushed once more into a deeper section of the bush by Scartooth. The rat grinned sheepishly. "Ah, heh, heh.., Woodlanders, right?"

    Scartooth kept grinning while trying to cover Embren in an assortment of brambles, leaves, and twigs. "Hah, you see nothing, alright?" He tried to help Windyfoot to his paws.

    "Don't play dumb, rat, I saw the shrew. It's ok, alright, I don't care who your friends are. If I did, you and the shrew and the stoat would be fighting for your lives right now." Drizzle said with a half grin. A serious little bobcat cub indeed.

    Embren piped up. "Really? Do you want to play with us? We were watching Darkk-" Scartooth slapped his paw across the shrew's mouth once more. "Agh. Erm, sorry about your friend, here. Windyfoot, I think."

    Windyfoot weakly smiled at the shrew. "Scartooth! Ah, I should've known that was who you were always sneaking off to see. I live here, too, you know!" He nudged the rat playfully. "You could've told me. I'm not going to tell the adults-- or that cousin of yours. They pick on me, too!"

    Scartooth grinned and yanked Embren out of his terribly made hiding spot at the answer to his question. "Did you hear that? Alright!"



    OOC- That is not Cringe. ;)

    "Agh, erm, let's say people around here aren't very happy with woodlanders at the moment..." Scartooth wrung his paws, exchanging glances with Windyfoot for help if the wildcat was to attack. Embren piped up. "Hi!"

    Windy shrugged, mouthing, I can't fight. He most likely won't attack. The stoat shrugged. "Maybe later, 'kay? Come on, Drizzle, let's go get the bow I was talking about.."



    OOC- Haha :)

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    "Hello." Drizzle said to the shrew with a dry smile before turning back to Windy. "Don't be telling me what to do, Windy. I'm right behind you, period." He growled, again not menacingly. He was always on guard and now feeling guarded over Windy.