"We d'Flitchaye!"

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

Ardsuj, leader of the Flitchaye tribe, decided to move out bright an early at dawn.

The small weasel tribe was hungry and hungry; they needed to steal some food and drink. The Flitchaye usually stole from travelers, using their herbal smoke and disguises.

Ardsuj was just about to give the order to go another direction when suddenly he heard a noise that came from the trees ahead. The small weasel leader gave the order to lay down flat. The Flitchaye waited.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol Darkpaw was hopelessly lost. He did not know how long he had been traveling. All he carried was his battle-axe and a powerful one it was too...he also was eating a stale loaf of bread and some water; the last of the provisions in his haversack. But he was tired beyond a normal creature. He wiped a shaky paw across his head. The day was hot.

Rounding a corner, he failed to notice the evil eyes and faces staring up at him from the ground. He finished the water, too thirsty to eat the rest of the bread. Fingering his battle-axe, it slipped in his grip and the blade sliced a root in half. Azol fell down beside it, disperited, hot, and tired. His eyes closed and he fell asleep.

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

Ardsuj led the Flitchaye forward, as quietly as he could. The small weaasel leader laughed wickedly. "Heeheehee, we gorra bigbeast badger!"

The Flitchaye crept up to the badger lying there, half of them were holding the smoking herbs while the rest carried daggers and stone-bladed axes. The Flitchaye moved forward, and were about to tie the badger up.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol made no moves to stop the tiny weasel creatures from tying him up. He was out cold. A snore issued from the badger's heavy chest. He rolled over, squashing a Flitcheye and killing it. His paw was on the battle-axe pole, but he did not move it.

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

Ardsuj laughed gleefully as they tied the huge badger up. Suddenly he the badger rolled over. Ardsuj jumped off but heard an alarmed squeal. He ran over and saw a Flitchaye, crushed and suffocated; the big badger had rolled onto it. Ardsuj was furious.

"We tie up dis badger good, he killa a Flitchaye!"

The small weasels continued tying the badger up, enraged that the badger had killed one of their tribe.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol was awakened instantly by the Flitcheye leader's enraged shouts. He tried to move his arms but was restrained by the rope. 'Let go of me, filthy vermin!'

He thrashed around, throwing Flitcheye in every direction. Sitting up, he stared Ardsuj in the eye. 'You, weasel thing! Let me go right this minute!'

He knew the Flitcheye would not let him go, but he nevertheless asked the question again, lay down, and got the axe pole in his jaws. But it was too heavy to lift be his jaws so he lay down, awaiting the attack.

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

Ardsuj laughed insanely. "Heeheeheeheehee! Bigbeast, you killa a Flitcheye, worra no let choogo, badger, heeheehee, no no!"

Ardsuj ran over to a Flitchaye who was holding the smoking herbsa and the small weasel leader took it from him. Then Ardsuj ran back to the badger and shoved the intoxicating smoke under his noise.

"Bigbeast, sleepasleep, sleepasleep, heeheehee!" Ardsuj taunted as he held the smoke under the badger's noise.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol tried to push the bundle of smoking herbs away from his muzzle, but it was too late. His vision faded into a gray mist and he was falling...down...

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

"Dis'n sleepasleep, heehee. We beatim good!" Ardsuj began dancing wildy, then the other Flitchaye began doing the same thing. it was a victory dance. Some Flitchaye began beating two gourds together while they all chanted.

"We d'Flitchaye Flitchaye Flitchaye!" The same chant was repeated over and over again.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

The next thing Azol knew he was in a dream, a badger lord standing over him. He recognized Ashstripe. 'Rise!'

He was awake and the little pests were beating on the drums. He growled and rolled over, squashing two Flitcheye. 'Eulialiaaaaa!'

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

(By the way Blackbeak, the Flitchaye are all my characters so you can't really control them, for example your badger characters already squashed three. You have to let the person you're RP-ing with decide whether or not they want their characters to be killed or wounded. I gave you the choice whether or not I could have your badger tied up and sent to sleep, you agreed with it. In this post I'm also giving you the choice whether or not you will let my Flitchaye hit you with their axes. I know it's complicated, so don't hesitate to ask.)


Ardsuj jumped back, as did the other Flitchaye, frightened, but Ardsuj managed to shriek, "Killa badger, Flitchaye!" The small weasels began swinging their stone axes at the badger, trying either kill, or maim the badger.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

(Okays, sorry.)

Azol growled as one axe struck his body, leaving a formidable cut. If he could just reach his battle-axe...he bared his fangs and ripped into the rope, and with a burst of power, snapped the ropes by pushing on them with his arms. He straightened up, ignoring the weasels still swinging the small axes at his legs. He picked up his battle-axe and swung it, with all his might, in a low circle around his legs. 'Eulaliaaaa!'

When the battle-axe stopped, he swung it at the ground a few times, trying to cleave a few Flitcheye in half. 'Death to all vermin! Eulaliaaaa!'

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

Four Flitchaye were ccompletely cut in half. Ardsuj shrieked.

"Bigbeast cannotta killa d'Flitchaye! Runrun!"

Ardsuj and the Flitchaye began running swiftly into the trees, but not after hurling one last volley of spears under Ardsuj's order.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol dodged all of the spears except two, which caught him in the shoulder and the leg. He pulled them out and snapped each in half, then threw the halves at the Flitcheye. 'Die, vermin!'

He sat down ane wiped a paw across his shoulder, then lifted it up. His paw was laced with crimson blood.

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

The spear halves went right through two Flitchaye.

Ardsuj turned back as he was running and threw another spear, but what the little weasel didn't notice was the oak tree in front of him! Ardsuj ran right into the tree, knocking himself out while the rest of the Flitchaye continued on. unaware that their leader was missing.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol Darkpaw stomped over to the Flitcheye leader and picked it up by the scruff of the neck and held it out helpless in front of him. He shook the weasel and roared in a gruff voice. 'What is your name, weasel?'

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

(Again, you are controlling my character but this time I'll play along...)

Ardsuj was terrified. He managed to squeak out his name. "Ardsuj."

The small weasel wondered how long it would be before the rest of the Flitchaye come to rescue him.

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

(Oh, didn't notice, sorry)

A growl rose deep in Azol's throat and he fixed the Flitcheye leader with a stare. 'Well, Ardsuj, tell me one thing. How many vermin do you have in that army?'

[Ltc. Hubert Greenburrow II]

Ardsuj tried to wriggle free, screaming, "Flitchaye 'elp Ardsuj! 'Elp!"

[Blackbeak Silvertalon]

Azol tried to clamp a paw around the weasel's mouth. 'Shut up, vermin!'