The New Season, Mossflower Woods

[Chepsonek]

OOC: 'Lana said I could start this, so here we go!

BIC:

Skipper Syndollyn Axehaft of Camp Willow sat on a long root that grew out of the willow and into the water, making it a perfect diving board. He watched as the dawn broke clear and lovely on the first day of Spring. He grinned, stood up, and bellowed. "Wakey, wakey Mateys! First day of Spring! Up on you hunkers, me 'earties! First one in the water gets double breakfast!" He waited, chuckling, and the fell off into the water as he was pushed from behind by a large, strong wildcat. "Oh, shut your trap, Skip, we may be in your quarterdeck, but my mates and I were expecting to sleep in this morning, if you understand the phrase." Syndollyn barked in delight and knocked the wildcat into the water. "Skip! You ruined my disguise! Doh, what a mean brother I have." The otter pulled himself out of the water, finding it hard to do so because of his lack of tail. Skipper Syndollyn laughed and then swam about gathering up his brother's paraphenailia. "Hahar, Anitar! You old waterdog, don't get yourself in a tizz. Sink me rudder, how many things did you have on?" Anitar was busy re-adjusting his body. The squirrel looked up and grabbed the dripping mess. Then, he sauntered off without answering. Syndollyn laughed.

[brooksong]

Brooksong had been awakened by skipper's call. She was traveling with Anitar to the Abbey, but they had stopped here for the night. She sat up and began to groom her tailfur, and Skipper sauntered in. "Mornin' matey! Anitar had to go on ahead because of some urgent business, but e'll be back." Brook stood up and did a small curtsey to the otter. "Many thanks, Skip."

[Chepsonek]

Skipper Syndollyn sauntered back into the main room and hit the gong. "Wake up galley-workers! We have a holt of hungry otters and a squirrel to feed! Roll out of your bunks and make some skilly 'n'duff!" He stomped around, rolling every otter in sight out of their bunks. "Hup ye' go Mateys!"