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piosenniel · 04-23-2006, 02:11 AM

Wren skittered up and down a low-lying branch of the old apple tree. He flapped his wings and added his piping little voice to the general melee. And yes it was partly from fear, but also from his excitement at a solution that had just come to him.

Frustrated that he could not get owl’s attention, the little bird flew to where the great bird was perched. Owl was tapping furiously at the Green Man’s shutters, trying to get the attention of those inside.

‘Owl! Owl!’ wren cried. ‘Even if they come to look at what’s making so much noise, they won’t understand you. I know where the two tall men have gone. Let me fly quickly and bring them back. Otherwise, the wolves will be upon us before the two-leggeds know what is happening.’

Owl nodded and shooed him off. He would see to the safety of the animals here while wren fetched the men.

~*~

Wren flew as fast as his little brown wings would take him. He shut his mind as best he could to the frightful feeling that crept from beneath the shadows of the trees.

When he at last found the two tall men they were with a third fellow. Wren landed on Mori's shoulder made haste to tell them what was happening. Anxious for his friends back at the Inn and anxious, too, to be out from under the shadows of the trees, he grabbed a few strands of the man's hair and began to fly off, pulling at them as he did so.

Rose · 04-26-2006, 12:56 PM

The old Inn hound had raised up to a sitting position from his bed of soft rags and straw, awakened by the noise of the other animals and the feeling of fear and apprehension that roiled in the air about him.

Wolves! He shook himself fully awake at the word. And they were bent on attacking The Green Man! The old fellow gave a few low barks just to warm up his throat. Then leveraging his old bones up so that he stood, he raised up his grizzled head and began to bay. Long and deep the keening sound came from him, traveling far afield.

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White Paw was hard on the trail of the creature. His strong legs had carried him a ways from his two companions. A sound crept its way into his focused hunt, bringing his head round to the direction from which it came. His eyes glittered in the dim light beneath the trees as he recognized it.

‘Father!’

There was danger at the Inn; his father had given the warning call.

He could not simply run back to the Inn, though, abandoning his two companions to the creature. White Paw wheeled about and ran back to where they now stood with a third man. Legs set stiffly beneath him, he barked out a warning.

Arry · 04-26-2006, 01:05 PM

Willem drew his chair closer to Granny, nearly huddling right up against her. He knew she was a frail old woman, but there was some sort of strength in her that gave him comfort and eased his fears.

Outside, the animals seemed in a frenzy, and one of the dogs was giving full throat to the problem. ‘What if the creature had turned toward The Green Man?’ he thought to himself, shivering on his chair. His eyes flicked to the fire, and he drew a deep breath seeing that it burned steadily.

‘Granny,’ he whispered, giving voice to his rising alarm. ‘Now what is happening?’

04-23-2006, 02:11 AM	#1
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Wren skittered up and down a low-lying branch of the old apple tree. He flapped his wings and added his piping little voice to the general melee. And yes it was partly from fear, but also from his excitement at a solution that had just come to him. Frustrated that he could not get owl’s attention, the little bird flew to where the great bird was perched. Owl was tapping furiously at the Green Man’s shutters, trying to get the attention of those inside. ‘Owl! Owl!’ wren cried. ‘Even if they come to look at what’s making so much noise, they won’t understand you. I know where the two tall men have gone. Let me fly quickly and bring them back. Otherwise, the wolves will be upon us before the two-leggeds know what is happening.’ Owl nodded and shooed him off. He would see to the safety of the animals here while wren fetched the men. ~~ Wren flew as fast as his little brown wings would take him. He shut his mind as best he could to the frightful feeling that crept from beneath the shadows of the trees. When he at last found the two tall men they were with a third fellow. Wren landed on Mori's shoulder made haste to tell them what was happening. Anxious for his friends back at the Inn and anxious, too, to be out from under the shadows of the trees, he grabbed a few strands of the man's hair and began to fly off, pulling at them as he did so. Last edited by piosenniel; 04-26-2006 at 12:37 PM.*

04-26-2006, 12:56 PM	#2
Rose Haunting Spirit Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Playing to the tide with Uncle John Posts: 49	The old Inn hound had raised up to a sitting position from his bed of soft rags and straw, awakened by the noise of the other animals and the feeling of fear and apprehension that roiled in the air about him. Wolves! He shook himself fully awake at the word. And they were bent on attacking The Green Man! The old fellow gave a few low barks just to warm up his throat. Then leveraging his old bones up so that he stood, he raised up his grizzled head and began to bay. Long and deep the keening sound came from him, traveling far afield. ------- White Paw was hard on the trail of the creature. His strong legs had carried him a ways from his two companions. A sound crept its way into his focused hunt, bringing his head round to the direction from which it came. His eyes glittered in the dim light beneath the trees as he recognized it. ‘Father!’ There was danger at the Inn; his father had given the warning call. He could not simply run back to the Inn, though, abandoning his two companions to the creature. White Paw wheeled about and ran back to where they now stood with a third man. Legs set stiffly beneath him, he barked out a warning.

04-26-2006, 01:05 PM	#3
Arry Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 704	Willem drew his chair closer to Granny, nearly huddling right up against her. He knew she was a frail old woman, but there was some sort of strength in her that gave him comfort and eased his fears. Outside, the animals seemed in a frenzy, and one of the dogs was giving full throat to the problem. ‘What if the creature had turned toward The Green Man?’ he thought to himself, shivering on his chair. His eyes flicked to the fire, and he drew a deep breath seeing that it burned steadily. ‘Granny,’ he whispered, giving voice to his rising alarm. ‘Now what is happening?’