Hopeless Wandering (Open)
OOC: That's him.
The squirrel leapt up off the ground and hopped up a tree, following Taloneye. Why would anybeast want to attack him, anyways? The only valuable item he had was his tailring. Besides, he had a sword and a bow, and he knew how to use them effectively. Maybe Taloneye just attacked him in hopes of obtaining food, or simply because he enjoyed killing otherbeasts. But all of these were just assumptions.
-ooc- Are you "Seth" from the "Legends of Redwall"? I think that I recognize this topic that you started here.
-bic- Taloneye cursed his luck. He often sat in this place and robbed any creature that came by. Unluckily, he had left his other weapons at his horde of spoils, along with everything else.
As he ran he pulled out an arrow from the quiver and started running backwards. As he ran he let the arrow get caught in between two branches at head level. He hoped that Sethar wouldn't see it and simply run into it. It was something he could only hope for, but it was better than nothing.
Then, as he turned around again, he strung a third arrow onto the bowstring did a pre-draw so that he could fire quicker if he need to.
OOC: You're an Admin now? Congrats.
The squirrel, called Seth, did not have any intention of running through branches, barbed shafts or no. But as he tree-hopped down when he saw Taloneye, the arrow came dangerously close to slicing his eye as the arrowhead ran across his cheek, producing a small cut instead of a more serious injury. Nevertheless Seth winced at the sudden pain across his right cheek, but ignored it as he hopped through the lower branches of the massive forest known to all as Mossflower wood.
"Stop!" he called out to Taloneye, however unlikely that his attacker might obey that command.
Taloneye ran as fas as he could, hoping not to be caught… but failed in that respect.
As he was running he got distracted by the yell behind him. "Stop!"
He tripped on a stray branch as he looed back and fell with a heavy Thud! He turned over to see Sethar coming closer. He quickly drew back the string to its full cabable power and held it there as a last defense. "Hold it right there and don't move another step! I'm a dead shot with this thing!"
-ooc- Check your PMs before responding Please.
However, Seth felt neither threatened or impressed. "You'll just be 'dead' if you shoot at me again." he responded, blue eyes glaring icily at Taloneye, holding his sword out. "Now drop the bow." He takes a step forward.
Tal held the bow in his paws still pointed at Seth, not sure what to do anymore. He was a brave beast at times, but not now. He was trapped and felt as though he was as good as dead. He wished that he had never started this at all.
"Drop it…" The squirrel commanded, taking another pace forward, ready to defend himself at the twitch of a whisker should Taloneye decide to shoot at him again. He drew closer, and closer, keeping focused on Tal's right paw, the one that would release the string and send the arrow at him. Somewhere, a bird chirped its melody, throwing sound into the uneasy silence of Mossflower wood.
"Why should I let go if you are going to kill me or take my weapons?"
Taloneye responded cooly, not wishing to show his fear.
"I never said I'd hurt ye if you put down your bow." The squirrel pointed out, still advancing upon Taloneye. "Now set it down before I have to." He commanded, anger and annoyance working its way into his voice.
In the back of his mind he wondered what prompted this anger. Usually he was calm, calculating in these situations. Was it just because he had anger towards the vermin? No, it wasn't just that. He was angry at himself as well, for not being aware enough to detect Taloneye earlier. Just like two months ago… He remembered that day painfully so. He had been off his guard then, too, the cause for his near-hopeless wandering.
Talon gently put his bow down, not sure what else he could do. He saw that had had no other choice however.
"Good…" The squirrel then was close enough that he could drag the bow across to himself by the point of his sword, quickly unstringing it with one swift motion, keeping his eyes upon Taloneye if the vermin tried something. Now the bow was useless without a string. "By rights, I should kill you..." He lifted up his sword, still holding the bow in his left paw.
Taloneye's eyes narrowed. "That's why I wasn't letting you have my bow at first, but you promised." He spat. Suddenly it occured t him that Seth haddn't promised. He had merely stated that he hadn't said before that he would kill him.
"What business have you got here anyhow? It isn't wise to be wandering about here at night or anytime if you're alone." He sneered. "And as far as I can tell, you're alone." He attempted to get up, testing to see if the squirrel would let him.
-ooc- Bows are not that easy to unstring. They are very difficult to unstring if ou don't know how to do it right.
OOC: I myself can unstring a good sized bow in a minute or two. It's the restringing that gets me.
This suddenly touched a nerve within the squirrel, at the mere mention of being alone. "Sit down!" He barked out, suprising himself at the outburst. Whatever happened a month ago sure had him angry with himself, and when Tal pointed out that he was alone it broke what little patience the warrior had left in him. He knew he was alone. He had lost a friend. No, not just a friend…
He shook his head and warded off the memory, chopping the sword downward to smash into the bow, attempting to break it in half.
Taloneye jumped up despite Seth's warnings about doing so. "Hey!"
He watched helplessly as the bow was smsshed in two. "What was that for?" He shouted. "You had no righ to do that! That was my bow! My father carved it and made it specialy for me and it was the only thing that I had of his!" Tal saw that Seth was mad about something, but didn't exactly care, seeing what he had done. He didn't feel like apologizing to Seth for whatever it was that had gotten him so angry after what he had just done.
"What on earth were you doing?! That was mine!!"
The squirrel threw the pieces away from himself. "I don't care, scum. If a bow is used for evil, it shouldn't be used at all. Now shut up, and be thankful that I didn't chop you in half instead." With that, the squirrel marched away, still angry, towards Redwall Abbey. Taloneye would probably just get another bow and attack other travelers in the future, but he had more important matters to attend to than have a stranger's blood run down his sword.
Tal felt something break inside of himself. He had never had anything like that happen to himself. The tall, young vermin threw himself at the squirrel with a cry of rage.
He didn't know why he did it. In truth he had never killed a living beast in his life. But when Seth said, "I don't care" about his father's weapon he could couldn't help himself.
Then the squirrel said, "If a bow is used for evil, it shouldn't be used at all". He usually used the bow and arrows to scare away or diable traveling beasts and loot their sacks. He had always felt ashamed of doing so, but he had always justified it with the explanation to himself that he needed the food and equipment.
Now that Seth had shoved it into his face that he was an evil vermin without courage or honor he felt it all break down on him. And thus was the reason he threw himself at the wandering squirrel.
Seth, for that was the squirrel's name, turned around, sword suprisingly sheathed in its scabbard. Instead he held up his clenched paws, lashing out with a strong right punch as Tal neared. He had no sympathy nor care for those he deemed vermin, but he had no time for a fight and wanted it to end quickly.
Taloneye felt the punch connect. It hurt, but not as much as what Seth had said. He clenched his own fists and lunged again, swinging a punch at the squirrel with everything that he had. This time he was trying to make up for both of the insults that were made to him.
-ooc- He isn't exactly bad, just confused and prideful.
OOC: Ah. Seth's just "Grrr…" right now.
Seth felt the impact on his chest, shoving him back and producing an ache afterwards. But the squirrel could handle pain. He had endured through much worse, and was no weakling. He grabbed Tal's paw and tried to throw him aside, or at least off-balance.
-ooc- I know. I was just pointing it out because it didn't appear to be clear enough. I couldn't imply it properly in writing and so I just said it Out of Character. (Cheating, but it works)
-bic- Tal felt himself start to get thrown to the side and down the hill they stood on. He used his free paw to grapple with Seth, trying to drag him down the hill with him.