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Post by fernleaf on Jul 6, 2014 15:13:00 GMT -5
Fernleaf sighed. He was right, this wasn't going to be easy. Would he have to tie this madbeast down for his own good? He was almost bowled over by the frightened hedgehog. He picked up his staff and went out to see the hedgehog rolling away. He shook his head. "Come back, you silly hedgehog. Nobeast is going to hurt you. You're not well, and I'm trying to tend to you." He leaned on his staff and shook his head. "The things I do to help and be a goodbeast," he said to himself.
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 6, 2014 15:42:17 GMT -5
The hedgehogs exodus is shortly followed by a loud, shrill yelp. The fox, who had been stealthily creeping on all fours towards the door is most surprised by teh beasts sudden and drastic appearence. He stands up as if to move out of the way.
Unfortunetly for Baro, being a fleshy and generally lazy beast has dulled his reflexes. The hedgehog collides full bore into the fox's stomach and chest, driving several quills deep into his hide.
As the vulpine is laid out flat on the ground both eyes widen and he bites at his lip. The following scream can be heard across all of Mossflower woods...
ooc Lol, sorry for breaking pose order, especially after my last ooc post but. I. could. not. Resist. XD
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 6, 2014 17:09:33 GMT -5
ooc: It's all right, didn't have any strict posting order, unless there's no way to proceed without controlling another's character.
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The ferret put his paw on his face and shook his head. Now there were TWO charges on his paws, and he was unsure of the sanity of either. He sighed and then approached the fox and the hedgehog. "Come on, let's get these quills out of you." he said to the fox. "Can you walk? I have something that'll make you feel better." He looked down at the hedgehog. "And you, hog, you've done quite enough!" He was now treating him like a naughty Dibbun. "You get up and get back in here. You're not well enough yet, and I am not about to have anybeast die on me. Not on my watch! We can have introductions later. Come on!" His tone reflected his exasperation. He held out a paw to the fox. "Here, let me help you up."
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Post by unknownsoldier on Jul 7, 2014 0:51:28 GMT -5
(OOC: I know the feeling, I sometimes can't resist funny posts either.  ) The hedgehog was frightened out of his mind. How could this have happened, why now? Just stay curled up and you'll be fine, nothing can hurt you. He heard voices, but in his panic stricken state he could not understand them. He felt slightly faint and dizzy again, he groaned slightly and uncurled, falling into a deep unconsciousness. His breathing slowed and seemed almost ragged as if he ran a marathon not too long ago. |
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 7, 2014 3:24:43 GMT -5
As for the fox he WISHES he could fall into a deep unconcious state. Alas though Baro must take the slow rout to getting healed. Accepting the help up the vulpne stands completely ridged. His body peirced to the point that he looks like the hedgehog that had ran him over.
It's settled, thinks Baro. He's going to murder them, ALL of them! And any beasts they have inside and even their pet insects, assuming they keep any. After Baro manages to walk two steps with out a wave of pain going through his body.
Prehaps he will let the ferret help remove those quils first, THEN THEY SHALL ALL RUE THE DAY!
They don't of course. Baro can only whimper and whine with quils in his snout as well. First he got lost, then he slepted in the middle of the woods in the cold and with the bugs, and now when he comes to rob, er, beg them for food he is assualted by a deadly quil throwing hedgehog. How, how can this day get any worse?
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 7, 2014 6:39:35 GMT -5
ooc: I hope this is all right with both of you.
Fernleaf had his work cut out for him. Tending two sickbeasts at once, he regretted now not accepting the offer of the Redwall beasts to go live there. He had successfully lived alone as a hermit for these fifteen years, and resisted going to live in the abbey. Maybe he would change his mind now. And there was still that strange dream of the mouse with the sword.
It was hard work, but he finally had brought the fox into his hut and laid him down on the bed. He then brought in the pot and laid it on the table, pouring the contents of the cup into it and stirring it, putting in some more and different herbs. Finally, he re-filled the cup and brought it to the fox. "Here, drink this. It'll make you feel better, until you're ready for the quills to be pulled out. It's going to hurt,but you'll feel better after that. I've got to get that mad hedgehog."
He went out to get the hedgehog. He would have to do what he did before, pulling him on his back, bringing him in pig-a-back, half carrying, half dragging the unconscious hedgehog into the hut, and laying him down on the floor beside the bed. He spread out his cloak and laid the hedgehog down on it.
He then went to the other table with some aloes and some other things, took a mortar and pestle off the shelf, and pounded them together to make a paste to spread on the fox when he pulled the quills out. He would wait for the fox to drink the contents of the cup first.
He then went back to the hedgehog and pulled him up into a sitting position against the wall. He took a spoon. This would have to be done in little doses to avoid choking the hedgehog. Bit by little bit, like he did with the otter long ago, he spooned little bits of the mixture in the pot down him, massaging his throat to make sure it went down right. He looked up at the fox to see if he was ready yet.
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 7, 2014 20:42:13 GMT -5
Ginerly the fox gulped down the brew. He made a face afterword to show his displeasure with the taste.
Slowly Baro stretched himself out acros the bed. He sighed in relief when he found a position that was merely horibly painfull. Turning his quil filled snout towards the healer he watches the ferret go to work for a long while. His curriosity is a distraction from the pain at least.
"So what's his deal?" The fox says at last, "I don't think you would get much meat out of him if you were planning on eating him."With such a gruff tone its hard to tell if Baro is joking or not.
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 7, 2014 22:05:19 GMT -5
"I'm not sure." said Fernleaf. "He's probably delerious, as I have no intention of eating him. Also, he sees I'm a ferret, and of course all ferrets are vermin, right? He doesn't know I'm an exception. Maybe fifteen seasons or so ago, he would have been right, but I stopped being a vermin and adopted the life I have now." He grinned. "And when I did, I made a promise to a certain Badger Lord, that I intend to keep." He looked over at the picture of the Badger above the bed. He continued to spoon the mixture into the hedgehog for a while, then got up. "That should help him shortly. So, how are you feeling now? What I gave you should be starting to take effect, and I can start pulling those quills out without too much pain. Only then will you feel better"
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 8, 2014 10:22:29 GMT -5
The Ferret is greeted with a bewildered stare. Just nod politely and smile, thinks Baro. This Ferret is obviously is not quite all there. "I see..." The fox says after a long pause. His instincts tell him to not push the matter further so as not to upest the potentially crazed ferret while Baro is layed out helpless on a bed.
As the medicine goes to work through the fox's body Baro starts to become light headed and a little numb and he speaks before he realizes what he is saying, "What do you mean, not vermin? How does someone not become a ferret?" Baro always had a bit of a loose lip, it should come as no surpsise that he is even more so with medi evil medicine coursing through his viens. He says after another lengthy pause. "So...if you are not going to eat him...does that mean I can?"
OOC Lol, I suppose some banter about the merits of being vermin, not vermin are in order while Soldiers Hedgehog is unconcious ^^ I'm liking how the story is progressing.
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 8, 2014 14:19:28 GMT -5
Fernleaf turned and got a tool with which he could pull out the quills. "Let me know if it hurts too much, and I'll stop until you recover. And no, you can't eat him unless you would want those at nearby Redwall Abbey to come after you. They don't think too kindly about that." he said. "Of course, I didn't stop being a ferret. But being a ferret doesn't necessarily make one a vermin, it's how one acts that makes me a vermin or not." He started pulling out quills while he was talking. "I saw the kindness with which the Badger Lord and his hares at Salamandastron were treating me, in keeping me there and shielding me from my 'companions' who were pursuing me. It made me think of life as a vermin, who stabs each other in the back the first chance they get, and of a goodbeast, and what comes of being one." He pulled out another quill. "It convinced me that it was the life I wanted, so I went to the Badger Lord and made a vow that I would be a vermin no more, but pursue the life of a goodbeast, and never again bear weapons to harm any goodbeast, but learn the ways of peace. And I have followed it these past fifteen seasons" He pulled out more quills while he was talking.
He was ready with the ointment he had made when requested to stop.
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 8, 2014 19:16:16 GMT -5
ooc i'll pause here to let soldier catch up ^^ Also, how do you make a forum thread? I have an idea for an action adventure plot thread  |
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 8, 2014 20:53:00 GMT -5
ooc: You go to the General Board, to plots and there's a button on the upper right side saying "new topic." You push that, and you're on your way.
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Post by unknownsoldier on Jul 8, 2014 21:40:30 GMT -5
(OOC: Sorry bout that, got a storm over here and been busy as well)
He still feigned his sleep with a suppressed fear bubbling in him. Do they know he was faking his sleep? The mixture helped him regain consciousness and now was thinking of his position he was currently in. A ferret who says he met a badger lord, BADGER LORD, and actually lived there, while there's a cannibal fox as well who wants to eat him. Why was fate like this to a young hedgehog such as himself? He somehow felt relatively safe around the ferret, but the fox on the other paw.....worried him VERY greatly. Should he wait until the fox is asleep to try and talk to the ferret, or attempt to leave when their both asleep?
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 8, 2014 21:57:24 GMT -5
The fox would have got a good laugh at being called a canibal if he could read the hedgehogs mind. It would be easy to imagine that woodlanders, composed of vegitarian prey species, would consider preditors eating another being, even of another species, as something as distastefull as canibalism.
As it was however Baro could not read minds, nor seemed to realize the beast was faking his own sleep. If he did, he might have actually gained a few points of respect with the fox. He would have never have been able to fake sleeping while letting the ferret shovel his herbal mixtures down his throat.
Then again Baro might just stew him out of pure spite, which seems to grow with every quil that is pulled from his snout, chest, belly and arms. The fox yipes once as a quill is pulled from a sensitive part of his nose but gestures for the ferret to continue.
"Badger Lord?" Baro asks incredulously. "Kindness and Bager Lord are not two terms I would toss together...assuming its true." The fox yelps again as another quil is taken out of his snout, "And don't tell me you've gone Rodent?" Shaking his head Baro sets off on another tangent, "What's wrong with vermin life? I'll have you know I have never stabbed anyone in the back...at least that didnt deserve it."
Baro nearly leaps for joy when the final quill is removed. Stretching out on the cot the fox vaguely worries he will get flee's from this old hermit's bed. His eye lids are getting heavy as the mixture of herbs works their way through his viens. "I don't suppose I can trouble you for some water before I..." And like that the fox is out like a light, mouth hung open, tongue lolling off to the side in a most undignified mannor, his body and limbs limp.
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 9, 2014 2:07:14 GMT -5
Fernleaf knew the concoction he had given the fox would take effect. He brought the ointment he had made, and now massaged it into the wounds of the fox. He knew it was probably a futile cause, he knew foxes before, and they were treacherous. But miracles could happen. "Yes, it is true. It is true they didn't trust me, and I don't blame them. He does send a party of Long Patrol hares once a year, when they can spare themselves from a good scoff at the Abbey. They're about due for a visit anyway."
He sat down against the wall, between the fox in the bed and the hedgehog on the other side of him. sighing with weariness. "What a day." he sighed. "First a strange dream of a mouse with a sword, who I can't hear right, now a skittish hedgehog and a fox who wants to eat us all. What else can happen. I usually only get visited by those sweet Dibbuns, or the Long Patrol checking up on me. I do hope it calms down."
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Post by unknownsoldier on Jul 9, 2014 15:46:32 GMT -5
The young hedgehog now felt pity for the hermit now. He knew the sort of behavior he did was rude, but even while sick he still helped him. When he heard the ferret mention a mouse with a sword and instantly knew who it was. "I'm not skittish, it was just that sickness making me do it." He said as he stopped feigning his sleep and got up. "I apologize for whatever rude behavior I brought upon you good beast and your home as well. If its any consolation....I know who the strange mouse is you said you saw in your dreams." He said with a apologetic tone.
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 9, 2014 19:50:37 GMT -5
"I'm glad to hear it." said the ferret. "And your apology is accepted. I guessed that you were delerious from your illness. And my name is Fernleaf, Fernleaf the Hermit. That's the name those Dibbuns gave me, and I'm content with it." He started. "You know of the mouse in my dreams? Who is he? And why would he appear to one such as me?" He was too weary to get up at the moment.
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Post by unknownsoldier on Jul 9, 2014 20:37:47 GMT -5
"My name is Truslo, its nice to meet you Fernleaf." He said with a smile. "Just give me a second, it was a long time ago that i was told about him okay?" He said while trying to remember his grandfather's story he was told when he was younger. "Oh yeah, his name is Martin the Champion of Redwall. He was the mouse who helped founded Redwall Abbey and liberate Mossflower from a tyrant wildcat a long time ago. Thats all I can remember, sorry." He said with a sad tone.
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Post by fernleaf on Jul 9, 2014 23:27:45 GMT -5
"No need to be sorry, Truslo." said Fernleaf. "That's a lot more than I know. Martin the Champion. Why he would have anything to do with somebody like me is anybody's guess. But he was carrying that sword that dazzled me, and beckoning to me, pointing to the Abbey. I've only been inside once or twice over the years. I keep to myself as a hermit, mostly, learning herblore and healing." He leaned against the wall he was sitting against. "I'm no warrior, not anymore."
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Post by coolcoyote on Jul 10, 2014 14:57:24 GMT -5
The fox stirs in his sleep. Rolling onto his belly he grabs the pillow and hugs it close, burryin his snout against it. His face has an odd smile. He looks blissfull even around talk of Martin the Warrior.
It's enough to wonder what the fox is dreaminng about. Then again, prehaps its best not to.
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