

He thinks for a moment before looking up and eying her again "Your eyes were not always red..? How could you suffer from such a thing..?" He looks at her red eyes and shakes his head "WHat color were they before?" he eyes her his ears bobbing up and down but slowly cowering at the mention of the vermin "No! Do not speak of them! Or the red queen! EVen if you do hunt them it will never be safe!" he looks in both ways hoping that nothing would pop out from the trees.." Rabbits were warriors? I am a warrior! A warrior!...I am not a warrior.." He gets back up and shakes himself having no idea what she must think of him
She shrugged, the cape she wore rustling against her thick coat " Nay, when i was born i had the deep brown eyes of my kin, but with all badgers, anger can make you see...well...red." She wrinkled her nose " surely they cannot hear the mere mention of their names? silly, and if that WERE true, the more the better" her gaze turned steely " i'll take them all down to hellgates." She chuckled, shaking off the idea of battle " not rabbits, hares, rabbits are soft gentle creatures. Mountain hares mostly." She raised an eyebrow " ah but i've known hares who weren't fighters, i knew a jester once, much like yourself i suppose." She joked.
He pondered her words for a moment wondering how such a thing could fun though blood and family "Do all the badgers have red eyes then? If they turn to war do there eyes turn as yours do?" his blue eyes gaze into her red ones and he can see a battle unfolding through them as his mind wanders off to another land besides this on or his own "Is there a way for you to return..to your land..?" his ears and tail are twitching "If they could hear us they would be here..Yes yes.." hi drifts off again his mind in full battle armor with a sword and armor of the white queen "I would fight them with you my dear.." his eyes are far away unseeing as if he is reliving his past "I will fight them if it is my last deed..This land cannot go without its queen my lady..I Edmund am a protector of these lands..I am faithfull untill the end" His mind is in another time and he does not hear her words on hares as he fights for his land.."I will take her down the red queen..I will"
" No, only the ones that have been caught in battle way too long, like me" She smiled grimly " It's not a good thing really" She rested her weapon against a rock and relaxed a bit, knowing this one wouldn't be any trouble for her. " I can return home, once i have done what i came here to do" she replied gruffly, of course now i have found folks i need to help and friends, there are always little setbacks along the way." She flicked her little tail as she watched the strange hare caught up in battle fantasies, she had seen many of the like, what with a mountain full of gluttonous fighting hares. " Well i'm not a "deer" Edmund, but if you'd like, i can train you, unless you've already had some fighting experience? i knew a grand boxing hare once" she smiled at the memory of a dear friend.
He suddnely snapped out of his past..his secound personalitie having no idea he had one. He current mind did not remember why he was here but his other mind..it knew he had been in battle before but the price was win..or get sent away with no real memory of the past. "Oh..? So you have been in battle for a very very long time? You must be a bad mare to mess with" He grins at her "Even the ones who battle have to have fun!" he pushes a tea cup closer to her "At least you can return home..mine is not as i remember it many new faces have popped up it seems and my friends are no where to be found" His ears perk up suddnely at the talk of training "Would you really train a hare such as myself? Im not sure if there is any saving me..Most leave and never talk to me again..it quite lonley you see..I would like to join your cause..if you would allow it..Perhaps you can..err help me change my ways..?" Help change him to the hare he used to be..bring back the memories he never knew..bring back the protector of the queen
She grinned, her large fangs gleaming " I sure wouldn't mess with me, that's for sure, especially if you're a vermin" She agreed, accepting the tea and taking a polite sip " well sometimes life takes new twists and turns." She fixed him with a straight forward rosy stare " it would be tough training, no small thing you understand." she gruffed at him " saving you? what needs saving? I once heard tale of a Otter caught by vermin who went mad under their torture...he was a brilliant warrior and master of camouflage. Setback...he ate his kills." She grimaced a little " But i suppose i could try to help you Edmund."
He watched her smile teeth glinting in the sun but of course he did not fear her. He had met many strange things in his life..he had met a four eyed mare! She had become one of his good freinds or so he thought till she left and never looked back. He did miss her sometimes but he would put that friendship someplace else like in this badger mare for one "Vermin beware! Youve met your match" he grins back at her his ears going every way when she drinks his tea "Your a plotie mare! How is the tea? I hope you like it" he nods at her but then he scowls "You think i cant handl myself..? I wish to be a feirce warrior not some strange hare who others look down upon..I want to join you im not going to change my mind no matter what you say..Im in" he eyes her still scowling "I wont fall for traps or whatnot.." he eyes reflect a type of determation that was never there before. Slowly he would recover himself one way or another..He would always be the crazy hare burt now he would be the crazy hare who knew what he was do
doing "Thank you my lady..I respect you as my teacher..You seem to be of royal blood am i wrong?" He inclines his head "You should visit madness sometime.."
" The tea is just fine, thank you" She replied " As for if you can handle yourself, only YOU know whether you really can or not Edmund if a Walker showed up right now and wanted you and your friends for dinner, could you hold it off?" She smirked " Perhaps by training you will become a great hare, and then no one will look down on you anymore" She shouldered her pike again, a swift bit of wind picking her cape up, making her look certainly regal for a second or two " Oh no, I'm nothing that can be called royal, oh aye, we have a long and proud lineage, us badgers. But we do not rule as kings or queens of our mountain, we do not think of our fighting hares at as subjects, they are friends, and we are more or less, generals." She snorted " Madness? is that where you came from?"
He nodded at her "Thank you the flavor changes every day..i have no idea why..it must be this teapot" he gazes at it before looking back up "Oh dear.. a walker..?" he pauses for a moment "If i walker appeared right here i would block its path and give my life for what i know is right..I would not cower i would never stand down..I come from a place where far to many bad things happen..I will stand up even if i am but a hare..I will go down trying" in that moment he beleived nothing else "I will train and follow you your the leader and i will be the friend and the guard..i know you dont need one and i wont try to ever overshadow you..you are eleite and i am only a soldger" he nods to her "Royalty or not it is amazing that a mare comes from such a line and fights with eyes of red..You remind me of those i once knew.." he shakes his head and suddnely back in his own little world "Yes yes! Madness the land of madness! I come from there" his ears bob up and down and he does a little dance "Its called wonderland my
friend!"
" Mmm, but then without training or a weapon, he'd have you for supper wouldn't he? and after you, whatever you were protecting." She mused, eyeing the edge of her pike " But of course, if you came from this land of Madness, you would have encountered some strange things, maybe you have your own method of fighting?" She questioned curiously, not knowing quite what to make of this new vigor of his " You can be my friend Edmund, but i certainly will not overshadow you or anything, we goodbeasts need to work together." She blinked in wonderment as he seemed to flip back to a happier hare " Madness and Wonderland huh? Wonderland sounds much happier if you ask me" she smiled at her jest
He looked her over again "Where did you ever get such a fine weapon?" He eyes it carefully "It looks deadly enough to keep evil at bay" he nods "Did you craft it..? Was it a gift..? Where could i find such a weapon to train with?" he eyes her and steps closer "Yes strange things happen in my land..I do hope the red queen never rules over us again.." he shivers at the thought "I might have a wonderland style of fighting..though the way we get things done is..odd.." he cocks his head "I am the one with the outbursts the one who learned from the hatter" he chooses his next words carefully "Yes we need to be friends if nothing else..We have a common cause dont we? I will always support the badgers and you" he glances down at his hooves and looks up grinning "Yes! Wonderland is mucu better than madness..but were all mad! All of us! In our own way were mad!" he dances around kicking tea cups and rocks