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.
The yarn of Nicket by Nathan
Chapter 2 Needle mountain warren
It was time to leave the warmth and embark on their journey to Red Wood Warren, but first, they had to make it up Needle Mountain.
The trio traveled to the base of mountain where the wind whirled and howled around the super natural mountain, “Right it is time to start their ascent,” sighed Palow, tired from a sleepless night.The winds were harsh and bitterly cold. The scene was all peaceful with the snow blanketing every single inch of the glistening rock. Until their was an unforgiving sight of a long winding track with tiny bits of Iron time to time on the trail, “Sworm,” whispered Nicket, to scared to make any noise louder as the serpentine Sworm could be behind any snow drift, the rest of the journey up the mountain was small cautious steps and Palow had a branch that she used to cover their tracks.
With two miles to the bottom (as they had reached the top) there was dark thickening fog covering their path not daring to move .They were very near the Sworm camp and the wall was broken separating the Sworm and rabbits, many different Sworm types were pilling out of the crack. Maybe this was the time to see the blowpipe work Nicket turned different nobs and “BAM!!!!” multiple Sworm were blown to smithereens and the wall was abruptly built up . “Madic!” exclaimed Pow “Bang blam boom!!!!” Palow wasn’t looking when the blowpipe exploded the Sworm and magically built the wall.
As the troops carried on the air got denser, the air was was humid suddenly out of nowhere “Fwoophw!” fire blurted out of the undergrowth covering their path, there was been an rickety zip line going over the fire so they used that. Nicket easily went over but it creaked and groaned under the other kits weight, but they made it over in the end.
The trio made it to Tree Bark Wood and navigated their way in the eternal turns and twists until they reached Tanzanite River “ Water! Water!” yelled Pow, there was a boat moored up at the edge of the river waiting to be taken out . The three leapt into the boat hoping the Sworm were not following, and Palow and Nicket rowed furiously, fighting against the current and rapids but they made it to the other side.Nicket could see the border and battlements connecting Rabswold and Hareington, so they carried on though the grassland and shrubbery until they made it to the second most rapid river in the Eleven Realms.There were special stones that led across the hazardous minefield, as a boat would be swept away as well as by swimming. The trio hopped and leapt across the stepping stones trying not to slip and slide as the Sworm would have done.
The kits snuck past Peridot Warren as they do not welcome guests, they reached the least powerful river and all they had to do was wade through the chilling steam and did the same again to another river that forks onto Tanzanite River.
As the brave band of rabbits reached the tall, towering wall protecting Hareington the richest county in the eleven realms. Pal gaped in awe “ How are we supposed to clamber up there?” “Don’t know,” replied Nicket “ Easy peasy gemon scweegey !” answered Pow, after he said that the little kit started leaping and hopping up in the nooks and crannies in the wall, “Super duper easy squgie!” yelled Pow, who was the king of the castle. There was a big red button on the top of the wall and Pow was going to press it “Bweep!” answered the button, suddenly there was hand holds that popped out of the wall prepared for Sworm attacks as they could not climb up hand holds but any old rabbit could.
The three hopped down off the wall and looked up in surprise, they were surrounded, completely, utterly surrounded as there were Sworm in all shapes and sizes Nicket got his Blowpipe at the ready Palow unsheathed her Broad sword glowing in the blazing sun. Also Pow got his sling shot ready to fire. Slowly the Sworm closed in until they were only inches away, Nicket could smell the venom pulsing through their veins as well as Iron “Bleghgh! Horrible breath that!” exclaimed Nicket. “Pophhhhh!” Nicket shot a whirlwind arrow, it circled the Sworm heads and one by one it hit the Sworm directly in the head . Pow shot his catapult in random directions but all hit the Sworm in the head. When the Sworm fell, the three shot down the alleyway of fallen Sworm.
The reached the safety of Spinel Warren and settled down to a very long sleep ready for the day ahead. Hopefully making it to Redwood Warren