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mewrose rolled 2 20-sided dice:
11, 5
Total: 16 (2-40)
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 6:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 6:52 pm
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Brisk had been wandering through the Tanglewood for days, foraging and making his own way since being banished. Life without a burrow and without a warren was a scary thing. But life at his old warren had been scarier, at least here the creepy guards weren't watching his every move. Maybe. He shot a quick glance over his shoulder, then felt silly and paranoid. This was better than picking brambles all day though. With a sigh, he flopped at the base of a tree to relax and think about where to head next.
Within moments, his ears perked as he heard the sound of many shouts and raised voices. Following the commotion, the buck peeped out of the tree line to look across a pool with a large gathering of rabbits next to it. They were all arguing and some were flailing a little dramatically. He crouched and watched, trying to make heads or tails of what could possibly be going on. Were all warrens just terrible? It seemed so. He crept a little closer, but stayed low in the grass, trying to make out what the arguments were about without just barging up to them and possible danger.
wc: 200 twc: 1093
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2020 9:26 pm
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Now when Sage had spoken up before, he had hardly been expecting to have been heard let alone responded to positively. The one-eyed rabbit proclaimed they had been guided to the Pool by spirits. Suddenly Sage felt a little closer to the foreign rabbits. They understood that part of him that no other rabbit did.
It was a touch awkward since the other buck couldn't see well, but Sage accepted the attempted pat as a token of kinship. "I assure you, I am no giant, but I will do what I can to assist your cause. I know all too well the consequences of ignoring the spirits' decisions."
The dyed buck cleared the muck from his throat before he rose up as well to make himself heard more easily. "Please, you must understand! These rabbits have traveled far to be here! They mean no harm for they are only doing as they have been instructed by the great spirits that shape our world!"
Reed was listening, but that didn't make him a believer. On the contrary, actually. He was *pretty sure* most of these guys were wackadoodles. Spirits, giants, banishment? Not a word of it made any sort of sense to him. He really, *really* wanted to be friendly with these guys, but they didn't seem to have any intentions of listening to actual reason. They seemed to be completely stuck in their ways.
"Alright, no one is condemning you. We are guardians of this place. It is our job to ensure this place remains peaceful and open to all who may choose to *visit*." He couldn't stress that enough. Visit, as in come and look for a short period and then move along, kinda like how they should be. "I promise it's not as bad out there as you all seem to think it is. I would know, I lived out there once!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2020 10:25 am
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Moonbeam let out a long sigh. "Of course we don't want you to DIE. No one wants you to DIE." She shook her head. And then she started really wondering. These rabbits had to have come from somewhere. They'd tromped through Sunset Acres, certainly, perhaps through part of the Tanglewood. But beyond that? Truly, that was where rabbits were not permitted. Where they could not survive. And yet this strange group seemed to this THIS was where rabbits could not survive.
Moonbeam gasped, quavering on the rock. "Where do you hail from? Not Nymph's Pool, Bubble Up, The Dales, Sunset Acres, Poppy Hills or The Tanglewood?" Her voice rose, perplexed, confused.
Shale watched the doe on the rock. Sure she said they didn't want her and her friends to die, but her actions certainly didn't back this up. They wanted them tossed out from this small safe place in these dangerous lands! And Shale was very skeptical of these other rabbits claiming they were managing to survive out there. In the Darkness. They probably just clung to the edges of the Pool.
Still, she listened to Moonbeam. "We don't know any of those places. Well, I supposed we know Nymph's Pool, because that's where you say we are now. This land is all the Darkness. We're from the place of rabbit-kind - Luremire."
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2020 1:15 pm
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Drift sniffled and paused to wipe a paw across his nose. He was at the edge of the gathered rabbits now, ready to leave to the Arbor. But one of his ears twitched back, he was still listening to the goings-on despite himself and his resolution to leave. This doe on the rock was asking where they were from and his suspicions from before came back. The buck turned, hesitating as the leader of the strangers explained where they were from. Luremire? Could she really mean the NO-GO place beyond Sunset Acres? The Arbor had been there at least a year now and they all knew you never EVER go there. Because you don't come back. At least that's what he had always been told.
Seesfar felt a moment of relief and gratitude, this giant who said he was not a giant understood. He wanted to HELP them! He turned in the direction the giant was addressing the others, speaking truth about the spirits. No one was listening though, much to his frustration. This loud doe was interrogating Shale, and suddenly he was filled with even more dread! As much as he hated the banishment, he did not wish the giants to find where they were from.
"No! Do not tell them anything!" He cried out, and waved his paws frantically toward Shale in fear. "We must still stand up against the Darkness and the Giants, even though we are banished! Perhaps they only stay away because they are...too stupid??" This was a revelation, as he thought spirits and totems had kept the Darkness away, but now he wondered if the bumbling Giants just never knew where to look. This level of sneakiness should be too advanced though! "Maybe they wait to eat us until they squeeze us of all our knowledge!!" Seesfar nearly wailed the last bit and started to sob.
wc: 312 twc: 1405
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2020 3:45 pm
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Clouded Dawn was puzzled at the unfamiliar place one of the strange rabbits mentioned, then immediately annoyed at one one-eyed rabbit. "It's incredibly rude to say we're all too stupid to go where you came from," she huffed. "I've never even heard of this Luremire, and have no idea where it is. And now I never want too! I bet your elders are just making up stories about things they don't know and places they've never been."
She huddled over her kits, scowling at the rude rabbit. Everything they seemed to have heard about this land was lies or nonsense. Why would anyone possibly want to spread such horrible stories?
...And that thought got her thinking. Why would someone spread such stories? About the only stories of that nature she could think of were the little fibs mothers made up to scare their kits into behaving. 'Don't go out of the burrow at night or a spook will steal you away,' or that sort of thing....Her eyes lit up at the thought. That could be it!
"Oh, I bet your elders have been telling you scary stories just to keep you scared!" she said. "To keep you in control, and to make you think there are monsters that will get you if you don't do what they say." She nodded decisively. "Well, then they're nasty liars. Their Darkness and monsters and spooks are all make-believe, and nothing to worry about. You're better off without them. You're safe here, and can live your life however you want." She smiled comfortingly, then eyed the buns of the pool and added, "...In one of the many other fine and safe areas of the land, like Sunset Acres or Bubble Up."
Nestled in her fur, Bounce shivered, then sneezed. Clouded Dawn glanced down at him, frowning. Had he caught a chill while rolling around in the rain?
WC: 313 TWC: 1339
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2020 12:26 pm
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Okay, so the giants weren't going to eat them. Maybe. Hopefully. The one-eyed doe stayed close to her friends, pressing up against them nervously when one of the outsiders came too close. Everything was just so much - the strangers, the yelling, the fact they were in The Darkness at all.
She seemed to visibly wince at the pale buck's mention of the illness before peeking out from behind Seesfar.
"I have known rabbits to contract this sickness, but not monsters," she shuffled her feet nervously.
Hemlock had tailed the merle rabbits from his burrow to here and had, until now, been silently watching. But the talk of the sickness - that intrigued him. It had consumed rabbitkind so quickly, and these newcomers knew about it. He stepped up beside Thornapple.
"Are you lot sick? Tell us - and tell us quick."
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Ars Naberius rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 13
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2020 12:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2020 9:28 pm
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Fading Bark was deep within his burrow on the outer edge of the warren. The Guardian was trying to sleep, well try was the correct word for it. The brown bun had quite the late night. All the noise on the surface was making it hard for him to do so. Ears twitching his raised his head off of his front paws. A yawn escaped his fuzzy maw, and a strong dire need to go help.
Fading made his way to the surface of his burrow another yawn escaping him. Once he reached the light of day the bun was quick to block the rays of light with a paw until his dark brown orbs got used to the light.
Bits and pieces of broken conversation reached his ears as his head turned to find a mass of rabbits at the pool. Deciding to help rather than attempting to go back to sleep was the right call, despite his weariness.
The mention of Giants and the word Luremire perked his interest. One of his ears swiveled to the doe who had spoken, while the other was catching as other rabbits speculated on these claims.
Fading was quite optimistic and he did not want to call these rabbits liers without the proof of it. Aside from the words of these ones they had no physical proof that these things existed. Then one of the visiting bucks of the group started to become hysterical, which caused him to take a few hops forward.
Then a Doe with kits began to call them liars, which caused Fading Bark to speak his mind "Who's to say these things don't exist." He began "These rabbits clearly have journeyed quite a long way to get here, they come from a place I do not know of, whos' to say that they did not encounter the things they speak of."
He stifled back a yawn before he continued "Just because we have not heard of these things before does not mean they do not exist. Plus I find it rude to call our visitors liars without confirming their story with our own eyes."
Yes, he was suggesting just that, a mission to find the truth of these things.
Fading Bark's Status: Fine WC: 371 TWC: 554
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