Thread:Riftgard Princess/@comment-1719793-20111030085642/@comment-4482397-20111105044553

ralken looks like his dad, except he's way cuter, (think you're version of Shadow only less ratty) and he has pale blue eyes. his fur is orange and he has a white inderbelly. he wears a white cloak with the hood almost always up, and a white tunic and his weapon is a short sword, though sometimes he'll have a spear. you've drawn Alya before, and her look hasn't changed.

heres the next chapter. it's called "So what?!" (yes, i'm naming chapters after songs)

Elonwyn hurried down the rocky hill, tripping, stumbling, and sliding painfully. She felt panicked the further she ran. She had no idea where the crew had gone and her father wasn’t calling her name anymore. Her breath was catching in her throat and she was coughing.

When her mother died in a fire, she had managed to save her infant daughter, but the smoke had caused Elonwyn to have severe asthma attacks whenever she exerted herself. “Oi!” she turned, still wheezing and coughing, and caught sight of Crosstooth, her father’s first mate. Relieved, Elonwyn rested her palms on her knees and breathed deeply, but her breathing hurt her even more and she just gasped.

“Ere. Ya alright miss?” Crosstooth placed a paw on her back and patted her as though she were choking.

Elonwyn sucked in air and nodded. She was starting to breath normally again.

“Ye’d best come on then.” Crosstooth rubbed his head. “Yer dad’s even trying to look under rocks.”

Elonwyn started laughing, then coughed again. Crosstooth smiled blankly and placed a paw on her shoulder and pulled her along.

“We’re gonna head around the bay an’ hide the ship then come back an’ give ol’ Badrang a lil surprise.” Crosstooth chuckled.

Elonwyn stared at him as they walked deeper into the woods. Did this mean they were going to attack marshank? She hoped her new friends wouldn’t be hurt. But if they could manage to injure Findo or that mean rat from earlier, she wouldn’t be too broken hearted. But, they wouldn’t have to kill anyone.

“Come’n kid we need to get ready.” Crosstooth called.

Did that mean her father wanted her to fight too?

Ralken trooped up the ladder, fuming.

Findo lay sprawled against the wall top, sleeping in the sunlight, his arms draped over the battlement.

Ralken crossed his arms. “Alright. Stop faking it, I need to talk to you.”

Findo looked up and grinned. “Ralken, you have no idea how wonderful it is to hear your voice and see your face first thing in the morning.”

Ralken kicked him in the ribs and Findo let out a grunt. Ralken sneered. “What did you think you were playing at, tormenting my cousin?!”

Findo’s smile disappeared. “Sorry Ralken, I was only fooling. I wasn’t trying to-

“I don’t care what you were ‘’trying’’ to do!!!! You made things worse!”

“How did I make things worse? What things were bad to begin with?!”

“She’s going to tell her father about you! And if he learns you’re my friend we’re both in trouble!”

Findo made a face. “She hardly spoke. I highly doubt she’d say anything of the sort!”

“guys.” A calm voice spoke from behind. They turned around to see a tall, slender, and very pretty black footed ferret with a black pony tail standing in front of them.

“What?!” Ralken and Findo snapped in unison.

She smiled. “It’s my turn on watch.”

“Yeah, thanks Tara.” Findo grumbled, hauling himself up. “How’s Stumpy treating you?”

“Just fine!” she beamed and tossed her sleek black headfur back. “He’s getting jealous that Skalrag’s gonna be a dad now, but, I’m not ready for that sort of thing just yet.” She giggled.

Findo gave her a charming smile. “Well, two seasons a tad early to become parents. Hey, why don’t you and Stumptooth join us around our fire tonight?”

“Sounds great!” Tara laughed. “I’ll tell him. Sorry to interrupt…” she raised an eyebrow. “Whatever it was you too were doing.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Ralken growled. “Come on Fin. Let’s talk about this somewhere else.”

Tara smiled to herself as the two friends stepped down the ladder.

“We’ve had very few agreements in our time, but I thought I made it clear that unless you want to lose an eye, you DON’T CALL ME FIN?!?!”

“Shut up, playboy wonder weasel!”

Tara leaned on the battlements with a sigh, wishing she had a friend of her own age and gender like Findo and Ralken. But, she did have her mate, Stumptooth, and that was a blessing in itself.

The crickets chirped loudly in the summer night air, but no one in Marshank heard the small insect’s symphony. Most of them were celebrating their victory over clogg and others watched the walls.

Skalrag sat by a fire with his arm around Juni, his brown eyes narrowed as he watched Ralken and Findo, who were sitting next to each other in identical poses: glaring at each other out of the corner of their eyes and hugging their knees to their chests.

Juni wriggled slightly and Skalrag squeezed her shoulders a little tighter. Juni was rather timid, which was what he liked most about her. He liked feeling like he had something important to protect. He couldn’t understand what Stumptooth, who happened to be sitting next to him, could find so great about the feisty, and tough (albeit sweet and pretty) black footed ferret maid he had taken as his mate.

Ralken sipped the hot soup out of his tin mug, still glowering at Findo.

Juni looked up. “I… have a bad feeling.” She murmured.

Alya, who had been distractedly drawing uneven circles on the ground with a smoldering stick, raised her head, her eerie eyes reflecting the fire light. “What do you mean? Are you feeling sick again? I thought for sure those herbs would work.”

“No.” Juni rubbed her eyes. “Nothing at all like that.”

“What do you mean then?” Skalrag peered at her. “You can tell me.”

“I know.” Juni sighed, and flattened her ears. “But you’ll just think it’s strange.”

“This day an’ age nothin’ surprises me no more.” Stumptooth chuckled, glancing at Tara, who was staring wearily into the fire, her chin resting on her knees.

“Well.” Juni said, looking around at them all. “I have, one of those feelings, you know, that something really awful is about to happen.”

“I get those feelings whenever Findo opens his mouth.” Ralken said darkly, chugging his soup.

Findo bristled. “Stick it up your nose daddy’s boy.”

“Will you two give it a rest?” Alya sighed, running a paw through her headfur.

‘’ZIP!’’

A flaming arrow landed right next to her footpaw and she let out a gasp. Then more started flying over the walltops.

Skalrag leapt to his feet. “Tara! Get Juni and Alya to safety! Findo, Ralken, take the left wall. Stumptooth and I will take the south.”

They raced away in opposite directions. Findo glanced at Ralken as he ran, and gave him a wolfish grin. “Bet you I’ll kill more of them than you do!”

Ralken sneered. “Don’t try playing that old game with me! This is probably Clogg coming back to wreak havoc, and I think you had something to do with it!”

Findo narrowed his eyes. “You worry too much, you know that?”