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Zolomon Is Serious...Time to Run!

===Mossflower Woods...somewhere===

A black furred fox rested in a clearing , he chuckles "Stupid stripedog...I got away...alas my friends, oh well" He eats some wood pidgion and ale he stole..off Slade by the way!

The fox was doomed. He just didn't know it yet. A monster of a badger was stalking him through the woods, driven by the desire to make a dishonest buck off his hide. Silver foxes sold well, don'tcha know.   

Farther behind the fox, Slade stooped low, running a paw across the ground. His grunt is muffled by the pipe in his mouth. The badger adjusts his cross bow shouldered across his back before continuing on with his grizzly hunt...   

Zolomon is doing something that’s rare of him, and when he is this way watch out! The hare is serious, no joking here as he finds the campfire and doesn’t brother to give a warning, he just aims and fires at the fox's footpaw, or maybe tail..something anyways.   

The fox soon finds his tail pined to the ground and screams, he tries to reach his blade and can't, he looks up to see the hare.."What did I ever so to you ya long eared woodlander!"   

The badger's head picks up, twitching an ear to the scream that echoes through the forest. The crossbow is unslung and loaded. Keeping close to the ground, the badger stalks his way forward with more stealth than one would imagine with a creature his size.   

Zolomon storms into the camp and kicks over whatever is cooking, Arrow aimed at his head" You by any chance know me friend Xander Winters " Oh no he is using a full name, not good. " I ran into some raven, said you and 3 others ambushed him...you hurt my friend and he is in the infirm in a deep faint. What do you know bout that!" His tone is answer and answer now or else.   

The fox’s eyes go wide and he gulps "I..I...we thought he was some other badger...look let me live and I WILL leave Mossflower forever...just let me go and I am sorry.." He tries to get his tail loose. "See there is this insane badger in these parts...we wanted him dead not the other one..."   

Zolomon  asks “We who scum?” He sounds cold, cold as ice when he speaks.

The fox gulps “Me and 3 others…but he grabbed them, the insane stripedog did. He wants me dead…he wants to kill me”

Zolomon narrows his eyes, "Yeah...how about the whole blooming Mossflower Defenders cause if he dies....If Xander dies…"    The look says it all, the tone of voice, the fact he isn’t using a nick name.

Said badger raises an eyebrow to the conversation. It looks like the hare is going to kill the fox for him! Well, that would certainly save him the work. And then the magic words were said, 'Mossflower Defenders'. Slade's  run ins with them were nonexistent, simply because anything with the word 'Defender' in the name would be an organization for a fur trader to avoid.
   
It wouldn't take much to just /squeeeeeze/ the trigger on the cross bow, put a bolt in the hares heart without him ever knowing he was there.   

But... an idea strikes the badger.
   
"Sanity is relative." The beast says as he materializes out of the woodwork, shouldering his loaded cross bow. "Good work friend, I've been hunting this here lying thief for miles..."   

And the black furred fox pales and struggles in vain to get his tail loose or reach a blade just barely out of paws reach.."Noo...go away!!! Leave me alone devil dog!!"   

Zolomon quickly turns at first thinking it’s a friend of the fox, he lowers the longbow and watches the badger closely, he looks back to the fox and to the badger and takes a deep breath, "You can take the scum if you want him so bad, he tried to kill me best friend."   

"You are too kind." The badger tips his hat, "Slade's de name. I am a bounty hunter, of sorts. I was worried I be having to fight fer my catch once I found the scoundrel. Glad that isn't the case." The badger steps forward, stepping on the fox's wounded tail.
   

"You mentioned you were a friend of Xander? How is he? I hope de bandages held him together long enough to get home..."   

The fox gasps as his tail is stepped on, "We...we can work this out...I can leave and you both can be rid of me"   

Zolomon closes his eyes and opens them again "Shut up fox" He blinks at the job title as he nods "Interesting...guess, Xander is recovering in the abbey infirmary."   

"Capital. I knew the boy was a fighter." He plants a paw down on top of the foxes head. Leaning close he gives the vulpine a yellow toothed smile, "As for this one. I plan to take his miserable /hide/ to /market/... he has a bounty there." Slade winks at the fox as if it wasn't clear what he was planning on doing to him.   

The fox gulps and somehow, fear factor, gets his tail lose, kicks the badger in the face and bolts laughing insanely.   

Zolomon nods "I hope so.." He mutters and then his jaw drops when he sees what the fox just did and backs away "I...am...gotta go check on Xander, have a good day!" He leaves, he feels that is the safe choice   

The badger falls flat onto his rump. Rubbing a sore snout he utters every curse known to beast kind and even some known only to birds. "I guess we do this the easy way then." He spits. The crossbow comes up, the bolt launched with a loud SNAP.   

The fox laughs "I got away I got aw----" The bolt hits him in the back and comes a little out from his chest as he gurgles up blood and falls face first in a mud puddle..dead.   

Zolomon is..well almost to the abbey by now, he heard some of the cussing and didn’t look back. Most likely that badger is in bloodwrath and you don’t go near that, he slows when he gets to the abbey and puts away his weapon and steps inside.   

The badger stands up, "Ha! Serves you right!" He pauses, then frowns, "His bounty was worth more alive..." His shoulders slump and sighs. "Well, you're friends will be happy to know you won't be rescuing them at least..." With one final grunt he moves towards the bandit's corpse. At least he could make some coin from his hide...   

The fox is dead.....meanwhile at the abbey Xander lay very still on his infirm bed. He is breathing so that was good but it’s been a half day or little more and he has yet to open his eyes to wake up.   

Zolomon sits by the cot and touches his friends paw as some tears go down his face "Wake up...please Xandy....The fox died." He is pretty sure he is right on that. “Open ya eyes...we..we can sneak a pie past moody old Friar Lacota...that sound fun?" He frowns and will stay by his friends side till he wakes up, however long that takes.

Last edited by oz (2017-09-20 03:58:47 PM)

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