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The Scourge of Mossflower- 106 Seasons Later:
Inside the looming castle of Kotir, it was quiet. Except for the royal dining room. Princess Tsarmina was having a fit. At the age of eighteen, she had dropped most of her childish habits. Except for two things. One, she still loved pink and jewels. Two, she still had fits. And right now
I wanted QUAIL EGGS! Do you hear me! QUAIL EGGS! But instead you give me GOOSE EGGS! An unfortunate server quickly ran out to get what the wildcat wanted.
Now dear, said Lord Verdauga using as much patience he could muster, calm down and act like a lady. Elegance is royalty.
Yeah. Not yellin
The Scourge of Mossflower- 97 Seasons Later:
A young mouse tramped around the old oak that was Brockhall. In one hand, he held a magnificent sword and in the other, a jewel encrusted shield. He swung with his sword, stabbing his enemies and hid behind the shield of jewels as they attacked back. Ha ha! You cant get me that easily you stupid stoat! Take that! As the stoat went to attack again, the mouse stabbed him clean through. Suddenly, a ferret came behind him and tried to cut his throat, but the young creature hit him with the hilt of the sword. The ferret slumped on the ground. Mercy! he cried, Mercy! The mouse only shook h
The Scourge of Mossflower- 8Tackin sighed as he tuned his lute. Things were getting pretty bad in the forest. Poor Bella was a mess. Ragian had walked into young Sunflashs room and found him missing. Some of the best trackers had been sent into the forest. They had found his little paw prints then a ferrets.
Prolly went to avenge is pop, the otter mumbled. Tackin played a quick tune on the lute. He growled. Still flat.
Lately, the good-natured otter had had a short temper that could be set off by almost anything, so everyone avoided him. Skipper was especially careful. He used to joke with Tackin about how he played his instrument, and th
The Scourge of Mossflower- 7Sunflash couldnt believe it. His dad was dead. Even though he had seen his fathers body buried, he still couldnt get it through his head that he wouldnt be there anymore. But he did know one thing. He had to avenge his dad. That stupid pussycat would be terrified when he found out Sunflash was coming. It made the little badger feel a little better.
He had grabbed some food and put it in a sack before sneaking past Ms. Banrai and her husband to the front door. Now he sat in front of a tree eating a little bit of the scone he had taken.
A stray question slithered its way into his mind. What if he never returned? How w
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