Post by Tass, Nathan and Brine on Nov 24, 2008 17:14:41 GMT -5
**a key squeaked in the lock of the dorm building door , a minute later the door opened and a strong squirrel of medium height and thin build entered the barracks , he wore a kilt with his clans tartan on it and a red shirt , over that he wore a green cloak with a hood sewn on , the hood was made out of almost the same fabric but a shade of darker green , slung over his shoulder was a haver sack hat looked slightly heavy , in his paw was a staff but it was obvious by the two handed claymore that hung in a sheath strapped to his back and a bow he carried in his other paw that the staff was not his main weapon. he shook some water out of the fur that was not covered by his clothes because it was raining outside and shut the door , then he lit a candle for it was night and , naturally dark. he then crept down the hall as quietly as he could in the big marching boots he wore , he came to a stop out side one door , then unlocking it with his key he opened the door , which made a terrible squeaking noise the squirrel hoped had not woken anybeast up , he walked inside the room , sparce , yes but it felt like home. in one corner there was a straw pallet and in another there was a dresser in one wall there was a small fireplace , he had been lucky he thought to get a room with a fireplace. it was to that fireplace he went first , there was wood stacked by it , he opened the haver sack and pulled tinder and flint from it , he picked some kindling from the small wood pile and lit it , then he placed it in the fireplace and waited for it to be hot enough that he could place a log on it and it would not extinguish the flame. he chanced another glance around the room and in another corner he saw a table and hairs , he sighed this reminded him so much of his room at redwall , it seemed not so long ago he had lived there , in fact it was not so long ago he had lived there , it was only fifteen days ago he had turned twenty , his birthday present that year from is parents was the leadership of his clan in the border and northlands , the hardpart though was gathering it together , it had been scattered throughout the border and northlands several generations ago.the fire stared crackling and tass , for that was what the squirrel's name was , was jerked out of his memories , he put a log on the fire and walked over to the bed and took a sheet out of his haversack and put it on the be and , not even bothering to take his clothes off tass collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
tass woke up in the morning and rubbed his eyes and made a mentle note to make friends and talk to the commander of his division.
tass woke up in the morning and rubbed his eyes and made a mentle note to make friends and talk to the commander of his division.
