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Zolomon- Archer and former Long Patrol Hare
Vonda- mysterious cloaked beast.
LOG:
Zolomon had made camp by some rocks and in his grumpiness ate all of his three day rations. Least it was spring so the cold air was mostly gone. He fell asleep curled up, holding his longbow.
While the hare slept he was being watched by a cloaked figure who started a small fire and was cooking something that smelled a little spicy.
Zolomon muttered and sniffed the air with a frown. He curled up more now not noticing anything out of place yet.
" Gee….your odd, let me sleep with de longbow like a blankie" Says a female voice." Like no sleeping bag either matey."
Zolomon was wide awake and reflects he gave the bow and reach for the arrow, not there to notch onto the longbow and then blinks, narrowing his eyes." Who are you, wot ya doing here?"
The cloaked figure chuckles as she waves, still not showing her ID yet." Sitting...oh ya gonna shoot me with an invisible arrow, how rude. " She stirs the pot she has and gets out a bowl for her and him." Hot root?"
Zolomon stares at the bowl and snorts.He lays his bo down and takes the bowl but then hands it out to her." I want ta see you taste it first."
The stranger rolls her eyes under the cloak and takes a big bite, swallows and hands it back." See no poison...oh wait. " She gasps and grabs her throat and falls backwards…..silent a good minute and then starts laughing,a snort and sits up." Names Vonda….heee...your turn."
Zolomon watches her carefully then jumps when she suddenly gets up, when she laughs he mutters.He does eat the stew but waits before replying. "Zolomon...and you never know when someone could poison you. And didn't anyone tell you to be careful of strangers. "
Vonda dusts off her cloak." Careful of vermin, you're a hare. My papa would like you.My holt is close. "
Zolomon shakes his head." Not gonna hang out with a bunch of otters."
" Ya don't like otters?" Vonda asks. " Anyways why ya out all alone, usually I see other hares sometimes on the beach,but usually like groups."
Zolomon shakes his head." Well like was Long Patrol and I am not part of it….not anymore."
Vonda is curious" Don't hares love th he patrol."
Zolomon stands." Long story...goodby."
Vonda goes to follow." Oh come on...stay longer…"
" Vonda! Vonda lass what in the seasons." It was a tall male otter. " Had me and your mother worried sick."
Zolomon looks over and then to Vonda." Ya best head back to your holt Vonda. I have to get going."
Vonda sighs." I did find clams..and I made a small bit of hot root...papa he said he use to be a Long Patrol hare, and he has no weapons."
The tall male otter sighs and walks over to Zolomon." Wait sur...a moment please, seems you need help and my daughter will get upset if I don't help." He hands Zolomon a silver dagger, and a small craving knife." Here, dagger make a 2nd weapon and that is a craving knife. I can tell your an archer, archers need arrows ."
Zolomon is a bit surprised and nods his thanks.He then heads on to the river that's a half day away now, he had covered some ground with running,one reason he was so tired.
Little did the hare know, but a certain cloaked figure decided to follow him……
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Oz- Badger-young adult-Wanderer
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