User blog:Segalia/Segalia Riverstorm's voyage

Chapter 1
The otter maid hefted the loaded sling in her paw. The weight was nice, comfortable. She raised it above her head and swung. Swish-wish-swish-swish, now! She released a strap and the stone flew. Bam! It hit the tree to the left of her target. As she reloaded her swing she considered. It wasn’t the target, but it was close. Pretty good. She was about to raise her sling and start twirling when she heard a rustling in the bushes. She turned. The sound came from near her bow and quiver. She had dropped them to come practice slinging. The young otter felt her waist. She didn’t have her dagger either. Rats! What should she do? She could sneak inconspicuously to her weapons until she could grab them and use them. Or she could just go with the sling. Since she wasn’t accurate, she would have to use it loaded. The rustling suddenly stopped. The light brown maid turned quickly, moving closer to the bushes. She saw a form. It could be a rat or a mouse or even a ferret, weasel or stoat. She edged closer when… Whoosh! She was tackled by a flying strong form from the opposite direction. She immediately kicked it off, when she hit the ground, with her strong hardened muscles. She swung her sling when she realized what the form was. ***					 The Abbess sighed. A dibbun badger, very unusual, crawled on her lap. “Wot’is it, Mudder Abbess?” Abbess Fern smiled wearily at the dibbun, Maben.