Chapter 2: triple trouble

As the brave trio walked on with exhaustion, the birds chirped their mating songs and deer pranced around on a hot summer’s day. In the distance, Hopkin could make out what seemed to be a couple of teepees. “Finally, some civilization after 2 hours,” moaned Peskin. As the smoke drifted into the clear, blue sky, a sweet smelling scent hovered over their noses.” Mmmmm, carrot stew, my favourite”, little mo chirped in. The three rabbits crept behind a nearby hut and watched. They saw Vikings sweat near the fire as men sharpened their blood covered axes. “Vikings, I knew it”, Hopkin whispered. “I guess you also knew that they’ll kill us if we talk”, Peskin replied. Little Mo giggled at what she said. “Touché”, Hopkin said in embarrassment. They crept from one hut to the other, in a split second, Hopkin lost his balance and fell, knocking over a spear. CLLANNK! Scared for their lives, they made a run for it, only to run into the Viking commander, the Scottish Bell beard the limitless, that had golden bells glint in his beard. “Nice try you wee little tiny bunnies. you’ll make a very good rabbit and mushroom stew,” Bellbeard chuckled. “Can I touch one of your bells?” little Mo questioned. Hopkin gave a smirk. Embarrassed, Bellbeard replied, “Wha-, no! This is supposed to be the part where you plead for mercy. Wait, What’s that noise”?

Chapter three, the red paw riders

As the rumbling noise grew louder, multiple guards on horseback could be seen crossing the bridge and heading towards the camp. “What in the son of Odin are they doing here”, Bellbeard asked in confusion. “The red paw riders! The red paw riders are here, run for your lives!” a Viking shouted. In the blink of an eye, Vikings grabbed their belongings left and right, started running before most turning victim to the sharp blades of the riders. Those who managed to flee in time where chased into Elderberry wood. Shaken at what they saw, they walked to the bridge only to find Bellbeard’s headless body lying among a pool of icky, dark red blood. “Ew”, Peskin said to break the silence. “really, just ew. After seeing a headless body, you just say ew”, Hopkin said. They walked on as quite as a mouse, until they reached Shallowater dock. “We’re finally here! At last”, Hopkin said wearily.” Finally, at Shallowater dock”. Immediately, guards came to aid the tired, hungry rabbits and gave them a place to sleep. Two hours later, the trio of bunnies were back up and healthy. Would they be safe in the walls of rabbits last stand or die trying to by the Viking army?