The sun shine hardly began to breathe life into the woodland when leiht awaken with a start something was tap at the access to the refuge .A beady eye peek between a gap and leith groan with relief .it was patlu , the robin-carrier , with a report from their mama to say that the Gorm had fell the warren and had last been seen fans their trunks 8 over the river . There was no time to lose track .Checked the map and with patlu help’s , the small band lay off through the woods, heading ever North.
As they lay off the woodland was silent . There had been a white-out through the night and snow put out the branches lob making walking handing .sleet sewing from wood like woodland teeth . The wind bit,brutally icy.
Mj knew that it bid be clear for the From to track them in the snow as it was non-viable not to leave a line behind . By noon they had held out the edge of the woodland and there the rabbit paused .Ahead they could just make out the outline of what had to be The Goblin Palace.Maybewe could hide there though .
Several hours later , the weary band found themselves skirting the towery walls of the palace.Castle some goblin soldiers guarded the main gate , their green eyes glinting . So Mj led Pasco and Prue round the walls until they found a place where a fox or badger had burrowed a small entrance.
The murk of rhe tunnel pressed in and air was line with a evil smell of fox buk mj led the way until at last the come out on the other side .They fairy palace was the ideal place to hide The Gorm would not be welcome and ,as long as the rabbits keep away from being caught they would be safe until the peril passed .
As night fell mj led through to the perfect beating place .Deep in alleyway , he found a clear stable .Up a dilapidated ladder was a small attic covered in culm .It was clean and made an excellent place to sleep Outside the snow fell. Inside , Pasco and mjt talk about their mother and wondered whether she was still leery . Baby Pure cuddled up in a corner and was soon fast asleep .
Mj trip out into the alleyway . They needed food .He kept to the shadows and stare ground .Snortsam growl drifted through the silence as fairy quarrelled and argued .One or two passed the stables on their way back from a local ;their singing was bad than a banshee howling .at the other end of the gallery , two street fairy spiked mice onto metal spike and ten roasted them over a griddle , crunching through tiny bones .
Mj stole a loaf of dark bread , tomatoes , an onion , some hard, yellow cheese and a flagon of milk . At least they would not be hungary .
A drunken scabby face leered out from a window at mj .Tucking himself into a shadow , his heart beating rashly , Mj forest . Something was now coming down the street towards him. He could hear it dragging itself towards the stable .Shadows moved .A yellow , pus-filled eye glinted.
The streets goblin each picked up a raggett , rusted blade and began to make their way towards the moving shadow.Mj waited hoping that he would not be seen…