The Time Is Near
Magus was mediating and then slowly opens his eyes “The time…is near” He says suddenly.
Patcheye rolls his eyes “Near for what? I grow tired of your sayings and games, you best answer me.”
Meanwhile Flare has managed to break a window and is using the glass bit to cut his ropes free, this after he scooted backwards towards glass carefully and getting a large piece in his paw. It has taken almost the while morning but he has got it down. He smiles as he feels the ropes slide off and scans the shack for a weapon, any weapon would do.
There is not too many weapons, the hare’s weapons were most likely sold by the stoat, but there is a broom and shovel by the doorway. Maybe they can be used as a weapon of sorts.
Magus looks at the wildcat, “The 3 are now 1…she is alone” He stands “She only needs found and broken down. But she is not yet near the beach..soon…soon she will be.”
Patcheye nods “Well then, we should head off. Your pet can guard the hare, or” He smirks “Eat the hare for all I care.”
Flare suddenly jumps up and dives for the shovel and goes to swing it at the wildcat’s head, he has fighting skills, maybe not so good for close up but he works with what he has.” Over me dead body fuzzy!”
Magus narrows his eyes and makes a cawing noise, shortly after this flapping is heard outside. The seer gets his staff read to fight.
Patcheye growls and ducks just in time and flicks a dagger at the hare, before making a dash for the doorway, and draws his sword “Over your dead body hare? With pleasure!”
Flare cusses as he misses, he gives chase outside, he has the shovel in paw and looks left and right “As long as I am breathing ya not gonna go after and make any beast a slave ya scum!”
Magus grins as his falcon swoops down at the hare from above and he goes to slam him in the back either his staff before getting out of the way of the falcon, who has talons out.
Patcheye smirks “Then that’s the problem, your still breathing and you don’t have the best weapon do you hare?” He goes to slice at the hare’s face, but keeps an eye on the falcon so he doesn’t get in its way.
Flare backs up and the slice barely misses contact with his face, it does however slice off his left ear and cause blood to pour over his line of vision, and the staff slamming into his back doesn’t help. He swings the shovel as he hears the bird and feels the bird’s talons cut into his uniform
The falcon gets knocked sideways with the shovel and puffs up in anger as it regains its balance, seems he only dazed it. The seer ferret frowns “You harmed my pet, that’s not nice hare.”
Patcheye chuckles as he sees blood, he steps back and puts his long blade away and gets out a throwing dagger and flicks it at the hare’s chest!
Flare goes to wipe the blood from his face “Shut up…” He tenses up as the dagger hits his chest and he falls backwards into the sand a look of pain on his face. The dagger has barely missed his heart, but it’s dangerously close to it, in fact as it beats it makes the dagger shake some. The dagger is on the side of his beast plate bone and slide down as it is up against his heart. Blood seeps from the wound and he is already light headed from the ear being sliced off. He closes his eyes in pain and feels like it be so much better to just totally relax, but he also knows he would never wake up again.
Magus looks over at the hare and the falcon makes a low cawing sort of noise, the ferret nods “Maybe we should let him suffer awhile my pet. You go fish and then come back and have hare for later tonight or tomorrow.” The falcon flies off as it listens to its master.
Patcheye walks over and kicks the hare in the side hard enough to break a rib and grins, “ Your leader should teach you not to mess with a wildcat, I would stay and chat more but you look so tried, I should let you get some rest” He chuckles coldly “Some permanent rest” He then walks away still laughing and motions for the ferret to follow.
Magus knows better than to not obey the wildcat, as maybe the wildcat is getting just a little scary…but so far just a little. The hare will be alone, but it seems his life force is near gone.
Flare is still alive, but barely so and he knows he has to stay awake and hope help comes, and that the falcon doesn’t come back before that.
Patcheye heads on down the beach, “Come Magus, we have a badger maid to obtain. We should distance ourselves from this shack anyways”
Magus nods and follows close behind the wildcat, his falcon will end up staying gone for a while as it hunts fish and falls asleep somewhere away from the beach. But it’s ever alert still as it’s a light sleeper and seems to know when its master needs it.
