User blog:JumpoverMoon/The Path to Take

Prologue
Dark clouds spread across the cerulean blue sky in a thick gray haze, creating a shadow on the deep foliage of Mossflower Woods. The forest seemed to grow eerily silent and the shadows seemed to grow darker as the storm clouds brewed above.The silence was broken by the creakity creak of the sound of a cart making its way through a narrow dirt road flanked by knarled bushes and ferns. On the side of the cart, in crooked letters were the words "Brakk's Traveling Performers Troupe".

A single ferret pulled the cart along. The ferret was quite muscular and had tan fur and a white mask of fur around his half closed black eyes.

" Oi, Vurk! Do you see anythin'? Any village or buildin' or whatever?" A plump rat that sat at the front yelled out at the ferret, who merely shook his head. The rat clawed at ehe canvas covering the cart with frustration." By the name of Vulpuz! when was the last time we performed anyway? we ain't gettin' paid and we only have a day or two worth of viddles!"

"Aw, don't grumble Brakk me old father. We'll find somethin'. Right brother?" Tarry, the younger son of Brakk asked his sibling.

"I dunno and I don't care," Turim, the older son grumbled as he studied a worn map over the top of his spectacles.

"Stop yer family fight for a second. Can't you see a thingummy in the distance?" Slyvan, a female stoat pointed a claw at the top of a tiled roof that just started to peep out of the tops of the trees.

Brakk turned his head to look at the roof that Slyvan had pointed out. A humongous grin formed on his face, showing crooked yellow teeth. "This is interesting. What settlement may that be?" The rat mused as he happily thought of performing and getting paid with food. "Alright Vurk! Run full speed to that buildin' before the rain starts pourin'! You don't wanna be a wetbeast!"

Vurk grunted quickly, and before anything more could be said, Vurk bolted down the path as the first few raindrops plopped to the ground.