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News About A Wildcat

==Posting for Minsc( alt of  The_Brony_Marek)===

WHO:

Minsc-Champion of Willowbark Abbey

Krisha-Badger Mother

Lilymoore-Bell Ringer of Redwall

Angela-Healer at Redwall

John-Traveling squirrel and Warrior

Leigh-Healer for GOUSIM

LOG:

Minsc helps Leih into the infirm and gets her to a cot"We can get help to others soon but first we take care of you my friend"   

Leigh nods as she lays down and frowns"Log-A-log,Berwin and Vlora...we need to let someone know where they are" She has a dagger half sank into her shoulder right now.
   
"Whot's goin' on here?" Angela comes hobbling up, leaning heavily on her staff. "How did this happen?" She goes back to the cabinets and starts pulling out herbs, bandages, and a jar of ointment. LilyMoore had been putting away clean linens, but now that she sees her friend the hamster, she hurries over to him. Minsc! What's going on? What happened?"
   
Minsc backs up and frowns "Wildcat happen, threw throwing dagger and is not all...wildcat has captives"   

Leigh glaces over at the healer and speaks, threw some pain"The vermin....he has Log-A-log, Vlora and Berwin"
   
LilyMoore is worried, and it shows. "Oh, no...do you know where they are? Maybe my mom or Matilda can help. Does Ferravale know?"

Angela bustles back over and starts trying to work on the shrew. She has also grabbed some stitching supplies, and she goes to numb, clean, and stitch the wound after she pulls the knife out.   

Minsc sighs, he manages a smile at Lilymoore and then nods "Is at some old camp by river and not having time, came here first...he also killed a shrew named Rollo."
   
Leigh is in a lot of pain but lets Angela tend to her and lays there quietly, she is worried as well but there is not a lot that can be done right now.   

LilyMoore frowns. "I can ask a bird to take the message to Ferravale. They like to do me favours." Without anybody asking her to, she heads to a window, opens it, and starts waving to some birds that are outside. Angela continues working on the wound, frowning slightly. "Ye're lucky it didn't hit any organs, missie."
   
Minsc folds his arms over his chest"The wildcat also has some amulet that me and the shrews found....seems to have some family chrest on it or something, but now its in that evil ones paws."   

Leigh tenses up "i..managed...to move a little."She holds still best she can and looks very tried." I hope our freinds are found"   

LilyMoore is having a conversation with some of the birds, who have perched on the windowsill and chirp at her on occasion. Angela starts bandaging up the wound, having gotten her sewing and other stuff done in record time. "Aye, so do I, hon. Our Warriors will do all they can to save your tribe members, you can rest assured." She glances at the hamster. "An amulet, huh? Maybe you should ask Gorvenalus about it. There might be records of it so you can find out who it belongs to."
   
Minsc nods "Prehaps, I did not get too good a look at it, had to of been stolen from someone seasons ago was in old chest and in building that seemed abandoned fer while. "He nods"I will be helping to find friends,I must help"
   
"I don't need to remind you how someone /your/ age can fall apart if you don't take ca-" The mildly annoyed voice of an abbey member is interrupted by the /very/ annoyed voice of a squirrel. "Oh, are y'calling me old, laddy? Look, I can use my arm just fine, see?" John throws open the infirmary door far with far more force than needed, revealing the green robbed mouse behind him. "No, I did not, and even if you feel alright it's still good to make sure." There is a long pause before John answers. "Fine. Here I am." With a curt nod the abbey beast disappears down the hallway again, abandoning the squirrel to the beasts inside.
   
Leigh nods as she looks ready to fall asleep and rest, she looks over as more enter the room and sighs, but she is soon falling asleep.
   
Angela has finished her Healer's work just in time to start it up again with a new person! Fixing the squirrel with a hard stare, the old mouse points to a chair. "'Ave a seat an' tell me why you're 'ere." She starts cleaning up, obviously expecting him to comply. LilyMoore has finished her conversation with the birds, and they fly off, one with a note for Blisa tied to its leg. The young mouse closes the window and returns to the hamster's side. "I know you will, Minsc. I'm sure Mom will, too, and maybe I can help. I can use her sword." She gives the squirrel a wave, but lets her great-grandmother deal with him.

Minsc studies Lilymoore and chuckles, but its a happy one "Lilymoore has grown up to be a warrior? This is great news " He will hug her if he can and steps back "We wil get my friends back and end the evil one who has them"   

Deciding it best not to argue John sits as told. "Some well meaning beasts wanted to make sure I were healthy, they did, particularly 'bout those wounds I got last fall 'cause o'tha'monitor..." The squirrel rattles off, though he's clearly distracted somewhat by the mention of a sword, warrior, and evil ones. "Evil one, y'say?" Allowing himself a grin, John leans towards the shrew. "What's this 'bout?"   

Krisha slips into the infirm quielty.She has made sure to have a checkup once a week lately and so she is here.She seems liess stresssed now so thats always good.She stops when she notices it seems a little busy and starts to slip right back out to the hallway.
   
But, alas, the badger was spotted! Angela walks over to the squirrel and waves her to sit. "I'll be with ye in a minute, Krisha. Now, son," she pokes the squirrel in the chest. "Where did ye get hurt, an' how? I can check on ye while you listen." LilyMoore blushes slightly and looks at the floor. "Thanks, Minsc." She glances at the squirrel, but lets the hamster answer him.
   
Minsc says, "Evil one is wildcat, has half the GOUSIM as captives he does, we need to get them back.He also has some family crest of some beast long ago stolen, m and the shrews found it and the cat has it now in his paws."   

"Does he indeed?" John doesn't sound all that impressed by the wildcat. "Hamster, mate, think it might be a wee bit dramatic t'go 'round calling th'kitty 'Evil One.' 'Specially with history these woods have, eh?" Turning back to Angela he squints. "Was clawed by a monitor, I was. In m'leg and forearm." Raising his left arm, he adds, "They've both healed fine enough, though they left scars. Been 'bout a season since I had them looked at..."   

Krisha sits down "Wot has happen now?" She frowns "I hae heard of a wildcat causeing trouble in Ferravale, is it the same one maybe?"
   
Angela goes to tweak the squirrel's ear. "Stop bein' impudent. Anybeast who acts like that is evil. Now hold still." She goes to roll up his sleeve to check on that wound. LilyMoore looks concerned. "Wait.....where's Log-a-Log? Is he keeping watch on where this wildcat is keeping the Guosim prisoner?"   

Minsc says, "Log-A-Log is also captive, as is two other shrews...one shrew also was slain ny the wildcat"He takes a deep breath and looks at John "I am Minsc, that is my name sir..do remember"
   
John grows far more grim than before, even with the old mouse twisting his good ear. "And I'm John. Listen, Minsc." The squirrel takes care to pronounce the name correctly. "I meant no offense, and I'm sorry for th'loss o'life. But it does no good using names like evil one an' all tha', it does. Most beasts 'round here will only panic when hearing that, which'll make things worse... Now, where's this wildcat hanging 'bout? Even a guess can help narrow things down..."
   
Krisha looks between them and blinks, great beasts agueing "I can come back later...ohhhhhh"She lays a paw on her mid section and shakes her head, she don't seem worried though as she smiles a little,a chuckle "Maybe I can stay, I am supposed to have a weekly checkup after all"   

LilyMoore steps between the 2 Warriors, paws spread placatingly. "Okay, I can see both of your points. Minsc, I think John has a vaild point. Many more meek beasts around here may freak out if they hear you calling this wildact that. So....let's just call him 'that wildcat', or even by his name. And John...Minsc isn't from around here, so we need to have some grace for different cultures, okay?" Angela scowls at the badger. "Ye're gonna stay right there, missie. I'll get to ye in a minute."   

Minsc snorts "Not need guess...know where cat is."   

John was trying his best not to argue, and he nods at Lilymoore's words. "Suppose that's true." But at the hamster's snort the squirrel's eye twitch. After a deep breath, the he silently pulls his left sleeve up to reveal the pink flesh were fur hadn't regrown yet. Four distinct marks can be made out on his forearm, three on the outside and one his palm's side. Then, with his free paw he pulls up his trouser's leg to revel a similar though bigger scars just above his knee. "There y'go, sorry 'bout that." John mutters, holding his arm out to the healer. "I'm just bored here, to be frank. That's one reason why I'm so eager t'know where th'cat is."   

Krisha nods "I can wait Angela its just a checkup and I been fine,not as stressed out, for now" She frowns at the Squirrel "Bored? So you want to go fight a vermin?"   

Angela nods and observes the scars, pulling them slightly and seeing his reaction. "Been 'urtin' you? I have a salve ye can use to help reduce the scars some, if ye're interested." Looking at the badger, the old Healer snorts. "'E's a Warrior, they're all the same. Wanna go chasin' after the enemy and slay them in a big bloody fight." LilyMoore looks hurt. "I'm not liek that, Nana, and neither is Mom." The Healer waves at the Bellringer in irritation. "Just wait, young 'un. You've never fought in a real battle. Warriors are all the same." Lily looks hurt, but doesn't argue any more, instead looking at the floor in silence.   

Minsc frowns a bit and looks at Lilymoore "Is not need to worry, but true.Battle and lose can do lot to a beast .We will find the shrews and that wildcat soon, he is near the river, east of Ferravale and slightly south fron the river or we was at least as he could of moved"   

There's a moment or so before John replies, reluctantly, "...Aye, they have. Least th'leg one. It wasn' th' first wound I got there, so I don'' know how that's been effecting it all." At the healer's opinion of warriors he offers a grim smile. "Perhaps that's true. But I prefer to get the fight over right quick, m'self, and wouldn' go far as t'call m'self a warrior. A soldier, perhaps, but..." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry to say it Krisha, but I'm not exactly the most fit beast for Redwall. There's a reason why I've gone away from here so much, there is. Don' like the, well, /domestic/ life of the abbey after a while." Making a mental note of Minsc's direction, he bows his head to hamster. "Good t'know. I'll go check th'area - I don' plan on doing anything too foolish, either..."   

Krisha nods "I know how warriors can be...Xander is still one but"She smiles "He is trying at least, though I am concerned that he hears of this he wil want to rush off and I rather he not.."She lays her paw still on her midsection"He needs to be able to meet his son or daughter after all"   

Minsc glaces oover as he stands "There are others who can help me...and help free our friends.Xander is needing to stay at the abbey, now if excuse me...need to talk to my father"   

LilyMoore shrugs as her hamster friend speaks, then she waves halfheartedly as he leaves. "See ya later, Minsc." Angela purses her lips and pays special attention to the leg wound. "Mm, it may 'ave healed wrong." The younger mouse just stays looking at the floor, having pulled away inside her head at the Healer's judgement of Warriors.   

The squirrel nods. "Maybe. I wasn' the most careful when I were younger, though I've been careful all winter to not even climb..." John shrugs. "I once got a spear in the same area, I did..." As for the old mouse's judgment, it wasn't the first time John had disagreed with an abby elder, but this was perhaps the first time he didn't want to argue about it. "I'm glad t'hear Xander's no' run off again. I'll try an' make sure he stays here if you want th'help, Krisha." With a rueful grin he adds, "He sometimes lends an ear t'me, he does."   

Krisha nods "Thank you..." She smiles "He is gonna stay here more now and...not really at Ferravale so much."She smiles "The dibbun is not to come till end of summer or round there"   

LilyMoore scoots over to sit by the Badger Mother. "Do you have any names picked yet?" Angela scowls slightly. "Mm....since it's all healed, I'm not sure whot all I c'n do. I'll give ye 2 salves to rub into it twice every day. If it bothers ye, try a warm compress and white willow bark tea. Other'n that.....I don't really 'ave much else f'r ye to try, son."
   
Nodding slowly, and hiding his mild irritation at the nickname, John smiles. "Right, thank y'. I'll get going soon then." Standing and stretching, the squirrel waits for the salve. "That's very good t' hear, it is."   

Krisha smiles "Not thought of names...."She chuckles "Who ever he or she is they like to kick a lot"   

Angela nods and gets the salves for the squirrel. "If it gets worse, come back." She then turns to the badger. "Kickin' a lot, huh? Good, good." She pulls a privacy curtain around the cot so she can give the badger a check-up. LilyMoore stands and tugs on the squirrel's sleeve. "Let's go see if there's any leftover lunch left, okay?" She goes to lead him down to the kitchens.   

"Right then." The squirrel says as he takes the salves, "Thank you." John looks down at the mouse tugging his sleeve. "Suppose that's a polite way of saying 'get out o'their fur', isn' it, eh?" He laughs as he follows her out. "Alright. Let's see what th' good frier has left."   

Krisha frowns, she hates check ups but she will deal with it."Yes..so then that means...the dibbun is ok? Moveing is good?" It seems the dibbun she had lost before likely didnt move much.She will get done with the check up, listen to advise on what to do, not do and then head to her room after the check up.

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Oz-  Badger-young adult-Wanderer