Trouble On The Road 1

~~~ Silverstorm is on her way back from Kadar's den and runs into some trouble..read and enjoy!~~~

Silverstorm was on her way back from, as she calls him, grumpy beaver’s home and he seemed even grumpier than he usually was so she left early her week of staying cut short by one day. Oh well, she needed some fresh air and some good Redwall food, and to check on her teacher as well.

Jackson has been trailing the sea otter for the past 10 minutes and ducks when needed and hides behind a tree when she looks over his way, he is now close to her and waits till she gets past him and quickly draws forth his blade and goes to grab her and if able place the blade at her throat.

Silverstorm mutters something under her breath and then stops as she hears crunching snow; she lays a paw on her own blade, a dirk and stabs it backwards just as an arm goes around her waist.

Jackson growls as the dirk stabs into his elbow and goes to slice at the otters throat, if she wants to be a fighter he will just slay her.

Silverstorm moves just enough to avoid the blade cutting into her throat and the move proves to be a life saver, but the cut is made from her right cheek to her forehead, and a paw goes to her face to slow the bleeding as she goes forwards and then spins around dirk still in her paw as she glares at the polecat, “Ya must hav’ a death wish or sumthing pal!”

Jackson smirks as he sees the blood, “Awwww, did I mess up your face? Well a slave don’t need good looks do they? Oh yeah your my new slave you got spunk so we will have to fix it” He grips his blade still as his elbow still bleeds.

Silverstorm backs up and narrows her eyes, “I am no beast’s slave scum!” She doesn’t have time to fire an arrow off or even get her longbow and aim so she uses the dirk as a throwing dagger and throws it towards the polecat and turns to run towards the abbey.

About this time Kadar, the large beaver is coming down the road, “Slip off and not tell me, yeah that’s de way to go lass..” He slows when he sees the Polecat and Silverstorm and growls low as he gets his Ax and follows them.

Jackson right away gives chase to the otter, he doesn’t see the beaver that has started to follow him as his goal right now is the otter. The dirk lands in his knee and he about trips and falls onto his face, but barely manages to stay upright as he yells “Forget the slave idea, ya a dead beastie now! Once I catch you!”

Silverstorm can move fast when she wants to, even with a bad cut to the left side of her face, but she has slowed the bleeding some and finds some mud near a stream to use as a temporary way to seal the cut.

Kadar catches the polecat’s words and picks up speed, and he has his ax out as well.

Jackson finally catches up to her as she is distracted goes to lift the blade above her head and bring it down towards her once he has it up all the way.

Silverstorm catches his reflection in the water and quickly drops flat on the ground and rolls out of the way of the blade just in time.

Kadar growls and uses all his strength to throw the ax at the polecat, “Hey Vermin! CATCH THIS!”

Jackson ‘s blade hits the dirt just where she was and he cusses loudly, this turns to a yelp as the ax sails through the air and cuts deep into his tail, cutting it off at the base so now he is tailless. He takes one look at the beaver and it’s all he needs and he makes a retreat into the woods, but he calls out “Don’t think this is over, cause it’s far from over!”

Silverstorm breaths a sight of relieve and looks at the tail and ax and sits up looking around till her eyes land on Kadar, “Ya know you could of hit me with that!”

Kadar snorts and rolls his eyes as he gets his blade out of the hard ground and picks up the polecat tail and places it in an empty pouch and looks at the ottermaid. ”You could of waited lass and I wouldn’t of hit ya were aiming for de vermin fur bag, missed a vital spot but oh well he knows not ta mess with this beaver again.” He goes to help the sea ottermaid up, “You need a healer, let’s get you ta the abbey.”

Silverstorm nods and lays a paw on her face and frowns at the stinging and pain she feels, it wasn’t all the way to the bone, maybe half way but it will for sure leave one bad scar, ”Yeah…lets” She sighs , just what she needs more reason to look the part of an outcast, to not look pretty and in her eyes look further from normal more than ever now. She goes to follow Kadar back to the abbey.

Kadar makes sure she stays close “We can report de tailless polecat to Lee”

Silverstorm nods as she walks slowly, some blood seeps through the mud on her face but most of it has dried and stopped the bleeding for now and she has no other injuries thank goodness.

Kadar points as the gates come within view and nods to the guards, he gives his ax and also gets the otter’s longbow and quiver and hands them to the guards and heads inside.

Silverstorm lets him get the longbow and arrows and heads on to the infirm.