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Subject: Chapter 6, What Do We Do?

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lissi of AA

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Date Posted: 00:52:07 09/17/07 Mon

Swordling slowed down about a mile from the camp. Even through the haze of pain and grief that was her mind, she could see that Mossyra could be anywhere. She might never see her Mossy again. And she might...No. She pushed the thought out of her head. Mossyra was alive, she was sure of it. And Jakken too, she reminded herself. She missed him too. Something rustled up in the trees. She was ready for an attack before you could blink an eye. She looked up again. A net? The only thing she couldn't guard against! It was over her in seconds. A small squirrel with a face she recognized hopped down to the snarling mousemaid.

Samkin had been tracking Swordling. It wasn't really hard. The crazed mousemaid had left a trail as clear as day. She finally slowed down. Finally. He took his chance. After the grief-stricken mousemaid had been captured, he said: "I'm sorry, Swordling, but this was the only way to get you to listen to me." Swordling sighed. "Okay. I'm listening. Just get this net off me." Samkin hurried to take it off. "I think I might know where Mossyra and Jakken are."

Jakken woke to a steady pounding of pain in his head. He opened his eyes to find that he was tied up, lying on the ground. He looked up...To find a evilly grinning face staring at him. A ferret. He hated ferrets. "Hello, rabbit." The ferret's voice was high and cold. "Tell me where your abbey is, or I will order them to hurt your friend." "Never!" said Jakken. "They all say that, but they always do!" she chuckled evilly. "Get the squirrel." An assortment of vermin advanced toward Mossyra. Jakken threw himself on Mossyra. The vermin were getting closer....

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