The Yarn of Nickit and the Blow Pipe.

Chapter one: Speed Water Warren 

It was time to say their goodbyes.

Six weeks before Nettlemas Eve there was a new trouble in Eleven Realms. Not the usual, like council arguments or tribes fighting, no, that was the dreadful day of when the Sworm was made. Ten years later after the Sworm struck Speed Water Warren, the Chief, Randin the Great, had decided to move from the warren as the walls were creaking and bending over trying to touch the floor . Many rabbits were evacuating to all kinds of warrens but not to the perilous journey to Red Wood Warren .

“ Don’t forget to pack sandwiches and other snacks, Ooo please don’t forget your purified water!” panicked Nickit’s, Palow and Pows mum, Minit. “We won’t !” replied Palow the eldest and the sister of Nicket and Pow . As Nickit and Palow was rushing around collecting belongings and making food, Pow was sitting at the table munching on his favourite food, Salad Pie (without lettuce) Nickit, the middle in age of the three  kits suddenly took the pie and stuffed it into the bag. With his eyes closed munching with delight opened his eyes to find that his pie had disappeared “Pie? Pie gone!” exclaimed Pow annoyed that his pie had disappeared .“ Bye, I will see you all again!” shouted their mother. Pow wailing for his mum, the three kits bolted out of the warren into the danger of the Eleven realms.

As soon as they left what was safety. They were padding up and down, to and fro, in the sand dunes that surrounded the rickety warren. Luckily they were all geared up with the equipment they may need on the journey. “Sssssss” went something in the shadows Nicket jumped with fright, was the serpent Sworm planning an attack on the 3 rabbits ? They decided not to go through the forest as the Sworm could be anywhere, hiding and waiting to pounce.

 It wasn’t long before the trio had reached a bog, a dark splotchy bog with two stumps at the end that were tied together had an old fraying rope. As their mum was so paranoid she had packed a sturdy rope . As Palow was an  expert at lassoing she whirled the rope and it soared over their heads, with a satisfying plonk the rope fitted perfectly around the post. With Pow in Palow’s  rucksack they crawled over the rope to the other side.

 The brave band of rabbits ploughed on sneaking past Ruby Warren to the entrance of Dead Rot Forest, it had tall towering dead trees that filled the forest,  Pow whispered “Pie?” . This was the place were the Sworm could be hiding amongst twigs and leaves. The group went into the danger of the forest there was a winding path sneaking through the forest hidden from the unwanted eye and lead through to the Broken Bridge. 

The old bridge led across the smaller rivers that branches onto Tanzanite River. Instead of making the fuss of making the bridge to tip top shape, they hopped onto the edges were the rope had not frayed “Pie, me want pie!”demanded Pow “Alright, alright keep your fur on we might get to eat in an hour if we’re lucky” said Palow, Nickit had been pretty quiet for the journey but was very quiet now concentrating on balancing so he wouldn’t fall.

But soon they were at the Rickety Bridge, this time they couldn’t cross because the ropes and wood were rotten and covered in alive Iron, slithering and writhing “Eeeeppppppssss!!!!!” screamed Pow . So they decided to take a detour, there were vines to the left of the bridge so they swung on vines to the other side . 

The next problem , Ruby range lay ahead of them “ Jumping Jimmy do we go up there?” questioned Nicket. “Yes we may go up there to get to Needle Mountain Warren” replied Palow. For the next couple of hours the kits plodded getting slower from tiredness and blisters Palow was playing Guess Who with Pow “Umm Zebra?” asked Pow ,Palow shook her head soon later Pow was shivering and sneezing because of the cold. 

Soon they arrived at Needle Point Warren ,and came into warmth of the burrow they managed to get a room on loan for the three. Pow guzzled down the Pie and Turnip soup as Palow was munching on Sweetcorn Bread , Nicket was collecting a book from the book shelf and “Click” a cylinder fell out, his mouth dropped open he blew it gently to uncover the patterns and it wasn’t any old cylinder…  Nicket could not get to sleep as he was dreaming about the cylinder “ What does it do? where did it come from? Why is it here ?” pondered Nicket . But soon he drifted of to sleep dreaming of the pipe and what it did.