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Elijah stared. "wait! Martin had a girlfriend?!" the idea seemed strange and unfamiliar to him. "And Dad had a.. kinda of... different species little brother? So does that mean he was like Martin's in-law by not-so-birth?" He was confused and doubted this amde any sense. "Weird! So, did he get teh girl? What happened to Pop and Brome and you?"

Drake ndoded. "All will get out. But we must get a plan. Surely this is not all willing ot take a stand?"

Mask sighed. "All right but it'll be ahrder..." He grinned. "But 'ey. I'm up for a challenge. Come on guys! Do you want to wait around, get whipped, get a morsel of supper, just to get whipped all over again? or do you want to take a stand?!" Slowly, a few other creatures began to join, one of which was hte meek Barkjon.

Ooc:// I am so, SO sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bic:// Elijah looked at Hope, shocked. He knew his father was dead but he didn't know how. Wh had he gone to face off with Badrang? He looked up at his mother and then at the covers laying over him, not knowing what he could say to make her feel better.

Drake smiled. "Well then. Let's do this." He grinned recklessly and leapt off the bed onto the floor again. "We'll need a plan."

"Could we cause a big rukass so the guards came to see what we were doing then knock them out and get out of here?" Mask suggested hopefully.

Mask shrugged. "Aw, it was worth a shot. So, what'll we do?"

Drake thought a moment. "There's a small openeing at the top of hte cave, right? And that's where tehy drop food and that's how we get air to breathe? If we ahd a squirrel and a mole, maybe we could use that. A squirrel could climb up there and, maybe, get some of the smaller creatures out at night and a mole could dig a tunnel for the larger ones."

Elijah nodded. "Okay. Night, Momma." He reached over nad blew out his candle.

Ooc:// Here:
Name: Malcolm (Mal)
Age: same age as mask and molly
Species: squirrel
Eye/Fur Color: brown but with a somewhat sandy touch to them, blue eyes
Relatives: deceased
Residence: was a village called Foresite
Extra: His vilalge was burned to the ground at teh same time he was captured and he was taken to the camp. He mostly keeps to himself but the mole is one of his best friends.

Bic:// Mask put a paw on Molly's shoulder. "We do have one other squirrel, Molly. But the question is... Will he help us?" Here he looked at the shape of a squirrel in the corner.

"You all should stop acting like I'm something big and scary to be afraid of."Mal jumped up and grinned. "If it means getting out of this heap, facing some good danger, and defying Huntress, I'm all ears. And, you want me to climb up to the top and get the smaller creatures out, right?"

Drake nodded. "That's the basic idea. so, do we have a willing mole?"

Elijah nodded. "I know... I wish we could do something."

OOC: May as well! ^^

Name: Gurva Loamclaw
Species: Mole
Age: Old enough to be Mal's mother
Eye/Fur Color: Her fur is nearly black, and like all moles has button eyes.
Relatives: Deceased
Residence: In a collapsed tunnel
Extra: Gurva is a wise old mole, she is very motherly, and her tunnel was caved in by Huntress, all her kin, including her son, were suffocated to death.


Molly tapped a footpaw, looking at Mal. "So stop actin' like such, sah!" she began muttering softly "Cheeky treeclimber...."


"So, you will help us?" asked June, looking hopeful, but stern. At his apparent acceptance of the plan, she smiled softly.


Gurva smiled, coming out from a dark corner, where she spent much of her time. She held Drake's paw, tugging her snout politely. "Ho urr, young Maister, Oi be gladly arpy to 'elp ee and yon friends out of this 'ere fortess." she squinted softly, and then let a big smile shine through. "Oi thort Oi was recognoizin ye, zurr. Moi bruther Grumm bee'd tellin' me abowt miz Rozez son."

Hope nodded, and laid back in her little bed, holding her tail. "I wish we could think of something."

Ooc:// Sorry, went to my sister's.

Drake looked at her, surprised. Did she know his father? "All right, good. So, you two will do it?"

"Well, now, I don't think we said somethin to indicate we wouln't," Mal replied. "I'm in. What time dayexactly do you want me to carry the smaller creatures?" He raised his eyebrows and grinned at Molly. "Aw, I ain't never acted that cold. Just ain't that keen on big gatherings." He looked back at Drake. "We'll help."

Mask rolled his eyes. "Think you already said that before." He looked at rake. "I'd think that we'd act late tonight. Well, hopefully, our tunnel will be one byt then." He looked at Gruva. "Hopefully but we should try to get both teh larger creatures and the smaller ones out at teh same time."

"I'm willin to go last," Mal said. "Make sure everyone gets out."

"Maybe we'll think of somethin at Martin's," Elijah said.

OOC: Ok, I hope you had fun ^-^


Gruva tugged her snout once more. "Oi 'spect Oi'll troi moi gurt best, young zurr. Carn't promise ye a thung, tho'. Moi ole diggin' claws b'aint wot they used t'be."


Molly said no more, and paid attention to everything else. "Well, it's a bally waiting game then, is it?" she asked. Mal very much irked her, simply because she was so social, like all hares.


June nodded, giving a light smile at Mal before looking at Drake. "Is there anything you want the rest of us to do, Drake?"


Hope nodded. "That'd be good. I just Mama to be happy. I like it when she laughs and smiles...and sings!" Hope liked her Mother's singing very much.

"Not that I can think of," Drake replied. he sat down. "All we can do is wait. Take your time, Gruva. There isn't a rush."

Mal looked at Gruva. "Anything I can help you with?"

Elijah nodded. "I like Mommy's singing. It's so pretty."