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SCENE:  Redwall Abbey's Open Ground

LOG:
The day is clear and bright, and Gracie is out enjoying herself immensely. She has already drawn and delivered her picture to Krisha for the day, and now the little gosling is picking flowers (mostly dandelions) in the Open Ground. LilyMoore, fully recovered from her Bloodwrath-induced faint, is sitting over on the Belltower steps, enjoying the sunshine.   

Krisha is, outside for now as its a good day to be outside and she was bored just stareing at the walls of her room.   

Log-A-Log walks back in threw the gate as he had been checking on the shrew camp, it's just him now as the other 2 shrews left are at the camp.He nods a hello to the badger "Ello Mother Krisha, good day yes?"
   
Gracie spots the badger and runs in her direction, holding up her flowers, her blankie trailing behind. "Muvver Krissshhhaaaaa!!! Lookit aw da fwowers I pickeded!!!" She stops in front of the badger, proudly holding up her drooping bouquet. LilyMoore watches with a smile, but stays where she is for now.   

Krisha smiles a little, she frowns at the shrew but doesnt write or say anything.She does sit down on the grass slowly to better look at the flowers,clearly she is depressed.   

Log-A-Log tilts his head "somethig I be...saying?" He has been away a week so he missed the updates that the badger is not speaking right now.   

Screams and shouts of alarm resound from the North wall, but before anyone can react farther, a dark shadow falls over the Abbey. Gusts of wind knock beasts over as a huge female golden eagle lands in the grass in front of the main Abbey building. Her hazel eyes gleam as she looks around haughtily, obviously pleased with the fear her arrival caused. LilyMoore rushes over to stand beside the badger and the shrew, eyes wide as she takes in the sight of the huge bird. Gracie has started to cry, and she tries to scramble into the Badger Mother's lap.   

Krisha gasps slight and holds Grace close and keeps an eye on the large bird, a frown forms as she stays where she is unsure if its freindly or not.   

Log-A-Log frowns and backs up little as he starts to lay a paw on the raiper he has yet to put away   

The eagle clacks her beak and stares down at the creatures in front of her. "Is the squirrel called Benar the Abbot around? Blisa sent me a message through a dormouse saying you were under attack by rats, and that I needed to offer Benar my assistence." LilyMoore scrunches her nose. "Um, well, I'm LilyMoore, the Gatekeeper. I'm not sure where the Abbot is at the moment." Gracie drops her flowers and clings to the badger, trying to stay as silent as possible so maybe the eagle will ignore her.   

Krisha listens, she seems to debate on speaking right now but decides to not for the time being, she looks towards the abbey building and sighs a little,it seems she rather not speak.   

Log-A-Log does speak "The rats are gone...far as we are knowing anyways"He is unsure though,he didn't see any rats on the way to and from his camp anyways.   

The eagle raises an eyebrow. "Really? ...well, it was a while ago that I received that message....." "Well, look at who stopped by. How is your wing, Riana?" The huge bird takes a few steps back and yanks the tip of her wing out of Angela's grasp. "Oh. 'Tis you. I am surprised you are still alive, Ancient One." "Don't sass me, bird," the old mouse threatens, shaking her staff at the eagle. LilyMoore looks at the shrew and badger helplessly, not sure what to do. Gracie sniffles and whispers to Krisha, "Nobeastie wikes Ms. Angewa."   

Krisha nods slightly,a soft spoken"Yeah..." But barely a whisper as she looks at the eagle again but it seems others can handle the eagle well enough.   

Log-A-Log blinks and shrugs at Lillymoore, ok so the eagle is not a threat so he stays where he is and relaxes a bit.He looks around and back to the bird"Most things are seeming well...yes, for now"   

Riana the eagle ruffles her feathers and backs farther away from Angela. "Well, then, since all is well, I shall return to my hunting. Please tell your Abbot that I stopped by, as Blisa requested. Good day." And she flies off, not heeding anyone as she vanishes north again. Angela stamps her staff into the dirt, then wanders off, grumbling about ungrateful patients. LilyMoore takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "Well....that happened." Gracie wipes her eyes with a corner of her blankie. "Is da big birdie gone now?"   

Krisha nods and points to the sky as yeah the bird is gone.She sighs a bit and looks around, least nothing bad happen and she is glad of that.   

Log-A-Log growns "So...what being now?Is good eagle was friend though"   

LilyMoore frowns, too. "Was she a friend, though? I think she owes Blisa something....so maybe she only came because of that." The Bellringer rubs her eye. "Well, we definitely need to tell Benar, that's for sure. Anybeast have any idea where he is?" Gracie tugs on the badger's sleeve. "You fink she gonna come back?"   

Log-A-Log hmmms "Guess we will have to keep an eye out, am I being right or wrong? Things have been fairly on the calm, course calm dont always means well"   

Krisha shrugs, she has no clue but she does keep an eye on the skys and would write but she is holding Gracie right now, she looks sad and worried but says , well....nothing.   

Gracie goes to pat the badger's arm. "Muvver Krisha, were you scared?" LilyMoore nods. "Aye, we need to keep a lookout for Riana. I don't know if she poses us much of a threat, but it still would be good to keep a watch for her. Has everything else been okay, though?"   
Log-A-Log says, "I have checked my camp, all is well there and we are starting to rebuild now. Not much repair more...get de large builing finished up"

Krisha frowns and looks at the grass, getting some grass and then dropping it.   

Gracie frowns, then goes to grab the front of the badger's habit and shake her back and forth. "Muuuvverrr Krrriiiiissshhhaaaa!!! Why you no SAY things??" She then goes to hug the badger, resting her head on the Caretaker's chest, if she's allowed to. "I just wanna tawk to yous." LilyMoore thinks for a minute. "Y'know, I don't think I've ever been to your camp, so I'm having trouble imagining what you're talking about. How many buildings do you have?"

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Then RL dragged my friends away.  Maybe we'll be able to finish it, but if not, then that's okay, too.  Thanks for reading!

SCENE:  The good Ship of Valour

CHARACTERS: So many friends were in this RP!

LOG:
DoraRose has been watching over the Dibbuns every single waking moment since they were rescued, taking personal responsibility for everything that concerns them. She's even been spending every night with them in the middle of their huddle, some of them draped over her for comfort! Having her and Matilda with them are actually the only way they can get the Dibbuns below decks -- otherwise, they're too terrified.   
Matilda is currently talking to Ciocan, who is at the helm at the moment. Which leaves the Gatekeeper in charge of quite a large group of Dibbuns. As she has been doing every day, the mouse Warrior has been securing the Dibbuns into harnesses she designed, which are tied to the mast. This allows them relative freedom while also keeping them from falling off the edge of the ship. This usually goes off without a hitch. But today is turning into a challenge.   
DoraRose looks up at the lowest crossbeam of the main mast, which is out of her reach, clutching an empty harness in her paw. "Honey, please come down so I can secure you and keep you safe." "Oh, noes," comes the voice of Squirrelbabe from up on the crossbeam. "I wantsa bes up hewes." "But, honey, you could fall into the ocean, and that would make me sad if we couldn't find you again." "Oh, no wowwies, I bes caweful." The mouse sighs and absently strokes the head of the ferret Dibbun, who has been clinging to her or Matilda this whole time.   

Caleb would come up onto deck after resting his eyes. An intense day of training yesterday pushed him a bit too far and he had to take the rest of the day to rest his eyes. Coming up towards DoraRose, the mouse looks up towards the crossbeam with a quirked eyebrow and takes out his pad, writing something down to show it to the Gatekeeper. "You need some help getting them down?"   

The Gatekeeper smiles at the other mouse's offer. "That would be good, but I'm not sure we /can/ get her down. She's good at climbing.....and escaping. I'm not sure what we need to do to get her down." Squirrelbabe scowls down at them. "Why you needsa gets me down? I comfy. I be safe." The ferret Dibbun hugs the DoraRose's leg, fearfully eyeing Caleb. Matilda comes over, her conversation with the badger finished for now. "What's going on?" "Squirrelbabe is up there and won't come down." The hedgehog looks up at the DAB Ringleader, who scowls and scampers along the crossbeam so she's no longer right above them. "Oh, dear," the Champion mutters, assessing the situation.   
   
Caleb blinks as he feels eyes on him, looking down towards the ferret hugging to D.R.'s leg. He was a bit intense when it came to saving them and just gives them a small wave and smile before looking back up. The mosue seems to think somewhat before finally shrugging and writing some more down as he starts to dig through his bag. "Well, there are a few ways to go about it. The biggest would be to just try and get her ourselves... I have my grappling hook in my bag. But... why not keep it simple and just offer them a sweet in return for coming down to enjoy it? I have a few packaged things in here as well if that's what you'd like to do."   

Tenzin has been mainly above deck watching the sea as they travel further and further from the island.He seems to avoid beasts   

DoraRose frowns. "I prefer to not use bribery...." Matilda wrinkles her nose. "Plus, then we'd have to give all the Dibbuns sweets, and I'm not sure I want to do that." The ferret Dibbun looks up and says hesitantly, "I wanna treat." The hedgehog getsures at him. "See?" The Gatekeeper looks over at the other mouse's bag. "What all do you have in there? It's like a magic bag, full of mysteries."   
Squirrelbabe isn't really listening to their conversation. It doesn't seem very interesting at the moment. She suddenly scampers along the crossbeam, nearly giving Dora a heart attack. "Whot 'bouts /him/? He no talkin' t' anybeastie." She's trying to divert attention away from her to the sea otter. This is just what she normally does.   

Caleb just rolls his shoulders and keeps digging. He actually uses paw language for this since his hands were full with trying to find things. "I have many things. Flint and steel to start a campfire, Charcoal to write along with a few other pads of paper, my grappling hook, a tool I used to pry open doors and loose boards, a net for fishing, preserved foods, and a few candles for light, among other things." He opens it up to show them all but looks back up towards the squirrel with a quirked eyebrow, trying to think of what he can offer to do so she'll come down safely."   

Matilda translates for the young mouse, then makes a suggestion. "Maybe she'd like to draw with you? She can't read, but I could draw with you 2 and translate your signs...although drawing isn't my strong suit." DoraRose, meanwhile, is now following the squirrel along the crossbeam, the ferret having transferred his cling from her to the hedgehog. "Honey, please stay still. I really don't want you to fall."   
"I no gonna fall! I'sa a squiwwel!" Squirrelbabe scurries back to where the crossbeam meets the mast and scampers down to the level of Caleb's face. "Why you makin' funny signs wif you paws?" Matilda sees this as an opportunity! "Caleb can't talk like we can, so he has to use his paws."   

Caleb seems to smile at that and nods as he starts digging through with both hands to grab up his charcoal and paper. The mouse also takes a pair of gloves so she doesn't get charcoal everywhere and looks to her with a smile. He writes down for this... in dibbun speak??? "I am unable to speak with my mouth because I was born this way so I have to write and use my paws to speak to people. Do you want to draw with me?"   

Leigh steps out from below deck and looks around to see what is going on.   

Matilda translates for the young mouse, and Squirrelbabe thinks for a moment. "Yeah, I likes to dwaw." She scampers down the mast and is reaching for the drawing supplies when DoraRose nabs her and stuffs her into the harness. "There. Now you can't fall to your death." "I NO FALLS TO ME DEATH!!" The Gatekeeper just sighs. "You haven't complained a single bit this whole time. Why are we upset today?" Squirrelbabe scowls darkly and kicks in the general direction of her shin.   
The ferret Dibbun spots the shrew from his position of clinging to the hedgehog's leg and waves frantically, bouncing up and down and shouting for good measure. "Leigh! Leigh! We're ovah here!! Squirrelbabe's in trouble!" The Ringleader waves a tiny fist. "I NO IN TWOUBLE! I TWYIN' T' BE CAWEFUL!!" DoraRose looks at the sky as if patience can be found there. Matilda raises an eyebrow. "Well...I mean, you aren't in trouble, but we also would like you to do as we say to be even more careful..."   

Caleb simply chuckles somewhat and scoots everything closer to Squirrelbabe before handing her everything. He makes sure to sign so that Matilda could translate and after he was done he'd begin to draw. "Why don't you use your imagination to draw whatever you'd like? Just let your mind run free so you aren't frustrated." As he draws, he seems to be sketching a picture of Matilda and the ferret dibbun since they were a perfect subject for him.   

Leigh walks over and smiles "Hey"She says to the dibbuns, she spent enough time with them atfter all on the way to that island, she smiles "I need to update you guys on some news, didn't get a chance to mention yet as I was busy"   

Tenzin still is...well basically by himself not really paying attention to much else on the ship.   

Squirrelbabe glares at all and sundry, then sits down, grabbing the paper and charcoal but not the gloves. She grumbles things, but the only words that can be understood are "shtoopid" and "dummy-face." DoraRose sighs wearily and leans against the mast. "Well, at least she hasn't helped destroy anything yet."   
Matilda sits down on the deck beside them (effectively ruining Caleb's drawing) and smiles. "There, see? Art makes everything better." The ferret Dibbun looks trustingly up at the shrew, going to cling to her leg like he has been doing to Matilda and Dora. "What is it?? Is it nice??"   

Caleb would just shake his head and make sure to tell them to help wash her hands later. The mouse goes back to drawing and doesn't seem bothered by Matilda moving as he was already focusing on the image in his head that he had already seen. After a bit though he would make sure to look over Squirrelbabe's drawing to see what she was making, looking over towards Leigh as well to listen in.   

Leigh smiles "Me and Oswald are gonna get married when we get back home, he asked me to marry him and I said yes" She has the ring to show it even, she smiles wide as she is happy.   

Tenzin wanders their direction finally and stops a short distance away as he half listens and half just looks at the sea, he then starts to climb to the other side of the railing and just sits.   

Squirrelbabe's drawing is difficult to interpret since she's only a Dibbun, but it looks suspiciously like someone killing someone else. Pleasant The young ferret smiles, then pauses. "What's married?" Matilda lets the shrew answer, happy that the ferret has someone else he trusts, and that Squirrelbabe seems to be settling down a little. DoraRose's head turns to the sea otter as she spots movement, and she frowns. Walking over to him as he climbs to the other side of the railing, she causally asks, "Hey, you okay?"   

The peace of the ship is disturbed as Oswald strolls onto deck strumming his lyre, he's had it in his luggage this whole trip but this is the first time he's broken it out. The shrew bard starts to stroll the deck, once he reaches Leigh he starts to dance around her, the bells in his fur chiming as he dances and sways, lifting his voice to sing.   

"From lake to the river and down to the sea,   
Paddling, paddling, onward go we.   
The sun on the water does shine merrily   
As away go the logboats like birds wild and free.   
So paddle, my brother, Ill sit next to you,   
A fine handsome creature, a bold Guosssim shrew.   
High sky and deep water are both colored blue.   
Our boats like our friends are all solid and true."

Ciocan looks over from the wheel and smiles softly, watching everyone pausing to listen as the bard continues to play his instrument. It warms the badger's heart to see everyone smiiling.

Leigh smiles,"Well its..."She isnt sure how to reply "It wont be till we are home.."She smiles when she sees Oswald and chuckles happyly, she is in a good mood today.

Caleb takes a moment to look over the drawing with a small frown before setting his pad aside. He digs into his bag and pulls out another. It's marked "Secret Journal" and seemed to be binded. The mouse unfurls it and pulls out a drawing he shows to Squirrelbabe which depicts Caleb losing his parents. "I lost my parents to violent means as well. Sometimes I have to draw those things to... release stress. It is good to release it somewhere quiet and where no one can see, mostly so you do not hurt anyone."   

After Matilda tells her what the mouse had said, Squirrelbabe blinks, surprised to have found someone who's like her. "You los' /you/ mommy an' daddy, /too/??" She pulls her knees up to her chest and hugs her legs. "I no like foxies." DoraRose comes back and sits behind the squirrel, surprised that she's opening up. She and the hedgehog exchange looks. Could the DAB Ringleader finally be becoming a decent person? The ferret giggles, even as he clings more tightly to Leigh. "He's silly," he says about Oswald.

Oswald smiles at the ferret and keeps singing, this time an ancient old DAB song from when he was a dibbun.   

"I strangle a snake an wet his throat,   
I wrestle a dragon an steal his coat-   
I wallop a snake wiv a old rock cake-   
Fight a flagon an drink a dragon,   
Gizzard a lizard an split his blizzard,   
Ride a spider for good ol cider,   
Gooooood oooooold ciderrrrrrrr!   
Id roll a mole an squeeze a sparrow,   
Or shoot a rat wiv a big sharp arrow,   
For good ol bla-ha-ha-hack currant wiiiiiiiine!   
Kill a bird wivout a word,   
Hit a black rook wiv a heavy book,   
Bang a crow an make him go .   
Chop up a rookn make a soup,   
Send him to bed wivout any bread,   
Dip his tail in tober Ale,   
An good ol magpie pie!"
   
He keeps on dancing, jigging back and forth as he hums and sings, dancing and spinning, whirling and strumming his lyre as he dances around Leigh and the others.

Leigh smiles as she listens to the music and watches the danceing as well.

Caleb nods and lifts a hand to rub at her back while using the other to sign away so it could be translated. "I know that... I am not a fan of rats and the such. But the reason I do this instead of actually fighting them is because things tend to get... bad when you let it take hold. Could you tell me more of what happened?"   

Before DoraRose or Matilda can warn him not to, he has touched Squirrelbabe. Like a big brother or a friend. But it's still not taken well. The Dibbun flinches, jumps up and bares her teeth viciously. "YOU NO TOUCH ME!!" she screeches belligerently, throwing the pencil at him. Wriggling out of the harness, she dashes off with the pad of paper, yelling warningly over her should, "TOUCH ME AN' I WIP YOU /TAIL/ OFF AN' MAKE YOU /EAT/ IT!!" DoraRose runs after her to make sure she doesn't fall into the ocean. Matilda sighs. "She's never let anybeast hug her or anything..." They don't know that she let Leigh hug her and stuff...

Ciocan frowns as Dochas runs off and sighs, "Oh dear.... I wouldn't take it personally though Caleb, you are getting through to her which is more then anyone else from what I have heard." he smiles, "She is a complicated one."   

Caleb takes a moment to shake his head and put his things away, rebinding the journal and nodding towards Ciocan. "I am used to seeing these things. They're the same kind of symptoms I used to go through when I was younger. I still have them, like when Redwall took me in and I was at first showing violence to defend myself... eventually I will get through to her, but I'll make sure not to touch her again."   

Ciocan nods toward Caleb and smiles, turning the wheel slowly, "You have impressed on her already Caleb, you will reach her I am sure of it."   

Caleb nods and takes a moment to sling his bag, taking out one of those sweets and eating it quickly so none of the dibbuns see him. "Maybe... I was never good with other kids myself. Since I traveled so much and all that."   

Ciocan smiles "I have to admit I am not the best with children either Caleb," he shook his head and turned ther wheel a few points, "But I am getting better at them"   

"Speaking of things with children... I have to ask something. Do you think I could possibly pilot the ship sometime?" He seems nervous to ask it but wanted to hear it from the actual captain.  (Caleb)   

Ciocan says, "Of course," he smiles, "come on up here and I will show you some of the basics now lad." he motions to the wheel, "Stand here in front of me and I'll gibe you a crash course"

Caleb seems actually nervous now but comes forward after setting his things aside. He nervously stands in front of Ciocan and takes the ship's wheel, holding it tightly and steadily.   

Ciocan says, "So the wheel is a three hundred and sixty degree circle," he turns it slightly, "When we steer we steer by points to starboard or port, so if I want us to go that way," he points, "I turn the wheel to a point in the opposite direction."

Caleb mimics the motions as Ciocan teaches him it. It seems easy enough to understand, with each direction being a basis of following the flow.   

Ciocan says, "See it is not too hard to learn Caleb," he steps back, "Now hold the wheel, feel the ship, let it lead you"
   
Donica makes her way onto the deck,There is not too much to really do right now   

Caleb would take the moment to nod and hold at the wheel. It takes him a while but he lets his confidence grow a bit to keep steering.
   
Donica walks over curious to watch this lesson and tilts her head"That's...intresting"She says, then its likely easy now when its peaceful and calm, but peaceful and calm is welcomed
   
Caleb blushes a bit and looks away. He can't exactly answer when he's holding the wheel like this so he just gives her a small nod and keeps piloting the ship.   

Donica smiles, of course Ciocan is staying close by watching as well

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Thanks for reading!