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Uriah Thunderpaw	Aug 31 2008, 03:04 PM
Level One Poster Posts: 37 Group: Unassigned Member #62 Joined: August 8, 2008	(Apologies for my absence, I took a trip to a faraway land, and only returned a few days ago. It took me a bit to get back into writing, but I've got it back enough to put up a reply. Hope it serves, and, again, apologies for the delay.) Uriah heard the squirrel’s welcome, but he waited for the hare to follow the orders given by the commander. Seeing the figure disappear behind the walls, the badger nodded in approval before turning his gaze to the newcomer atop the walls. Uriah bowed his head in respect, acknowledging the rank that was bestowed upon this Commander Russet. Now we’re getting somewhere. “Thank you very much, Commander. I am glad to receive your welcome.” Glancing downwards, Uriah’s good ear flicked towards the gate, catching the sound of the hare opening the portal. Snapping his gaze back up to the squirrel above him, the badger nodded simply. “Perhaps we’d best continue speaking in person.” From the tone of his voice, it was easy to tell that it was not a suggestion. Motioning for his companions to follow, the battle-scarred badger strode calmly towards the gate, his left paw flexing as his right adjusted the strap of his rucksack. He would be glad to have some rest after their journey; the road from Salamandastron wasn’t the safest in all the world, though it was a deal better than it had been seasons past. No doubt Black Arch Fort had played a part in that, of course, but there was always room for improvement. Supposedly, that was to be his job here. Supposedly. Narrowing his eyes at the hare as she opened the gate, Uriah cleared his throat and stepped through. “Thank you, Miss Pesäheilua. I am glad to gain admittance to your fort, and to accept your greetings.” His eyes darting here and there, the badger took in the interior of the fort quickly, noting what appeared to be points of import. Feeling secure enough for the moment, the badger then whirled on Kani, towering above her as much as his height and build would afford him. “I would, however, request some respect from you, Miss Pesäheilua. For all you know, I outrank you.” His golden-brown eyes stared their daggers once again, and his annoyance with the jill was quite evident on his face, he was sure. Whether she decided to acknowledge that fact the badger did not notice, as he was quickly distracted by another newcomer to the gathering. Glancing sidelong, the badger saw the diminutive figure of Duran Swiftpike striding towards the gates, an even more diminutive figure at his side. Seeing the High Commander of the fort marching towards them, Uriah made a quick motion to his companions, then dropped to a knee before the vole, his head bowed. The badger knew nought of the regulations here at the Black Arch Fort, but, in Salamandastron, they had been drilled and taught to drop to a knee in the presence of their lord. And, seeing as how Duran Swiftpike was as lord-like as you could get in this fort, the precedent provided the reaction. “Thank you, sir,” Uriah said, his head still bowed, gazing down at the grass before the vole’s footpaws. “We come from Salamandastron, bearing tidings and orders from Lord Thickstripe.” Raising his gaze to look at the vole, Uriah stared him straight in the eyes. Even as he knelt, he was half a head taller than Duran, but it was obvious in his expression that he felt no taller than the vole. “My lord sends his greetings and best wishes, as well as a message for you, sir. May we speak?”
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