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Camp Nueva (Training Grounds)
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                      TRAINING GROUNDS
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You walk into a huge area surrounded by building and paths all
around it. A small shack stands near the path towards the forge
which is locked upand contains mostly weapons and such things.
Near the bonfire area, a few targets are set up along side each
other. Stands for the arrows are a few feet back where the arrows
will be shot from. There are no arrows in those stands. Most of
the are either locked up or carried by the beasts of the camp.
The area is covered in sand all around. Yet again making it soft
on the footpaws. There are lit torches all around the area. Trees
are scattered about as well but on the other side of the grounds
and in between the buildings. One of the trees on the opposite
side is a treefort to be used by the dibbuns. Paths wind in
different directions away from the training grounds.
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     -Cabins-             -Paths-               -Exits-
     (I)nfirmary          (P)ond                (T)reefort
     (K)itchen            (C)abin               (B)onfire (A)rea
     (Fo)rge              (H)idden              (Ta)vern
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Contents:
Urthpaw's portable forge
Archery Targets
Replacement Target
Filled with food.
Signboard - Guard Employment
IMPORTANT SIGN FOR BEASTS CURRENTLY AT CAMP NUEVA

Nich steps out of the cabin path, his sword over his shoulder, and in a new sheath, it appears to be a wooden sheath.  He hmms and walks over to a nearby tree, sitting down against it.

Dotty has arrived.

In a room page-pose, Dotty tee hees. Hi Jarril!

Jarril enters the camp slowly, having not been seen about the area for a few days.  Looking about he makes his way towards the kitchens, nose twitching away as he tries to catch whatever scent of vittles are being prepared, deciding that any reports on his patrol should wait until his stomach had been refilled.

Dotty sees Jarril enter, and hacing just enteres the training grounds herself, stops short in front of him. "Jarril! How've ya been?" she says, gicing him a quick hug, "Ye've left me with all the nuts ere in this camp. I've 'ad t'listen t

Dotty sees Jarril enter, and hacing just enteres the training grounds herself, stops short in front of him. "Jarril! How've ya been?" she says, gicing him a quick hug, "Ye've left me with all the nuts ere in this camp. I've 'ad t'listen tZacharias babble for days." she says tis all very fast, and with a huge smile on her face.

Jarril raises a ear with a quirk of his muzzle and laughs.  "Well, sorry and all, but had ta keep up with my duties, doncha know.  Been out and about mossflower, a look here, a look there and lift up this boulder and take a peek there."  Pulling away from Dotty he pats her right shoulder with his paw.  "I think you were the jolly lucky one to have people to actually talk to, wot."  Pausing for a moment.  "Then again maybe next time I march up to some vermin and ask if they want afternoon tea.  That should relieve my boredom."

Dotty laughs, feeling very bouncy today. "Y'can have crazy ol' Zach anytime y'want...rum an bets, wot.." she mumbles to herself, rolling  her eyes, "Well I'm glad y'had a nice time, wot! Musta been quite a trip. Been quite borin' here, doncha no!"\

Jarril replies back, placing his paws against his hips.  "Nice time?  You think I was on some jolly happy holiday with dibbuns and there wasn't a care in the world."  He stops and looks about as if looking for any dibbuns at the moment.  Not seeing any he relaxes a bit more.  "So apart from talking to Zach.  Haven't eaten everything have you, wot?"

Dotty raises her eyebrows, "Even if i did, y'think I would ever turn down an' offer? Stupid thing t'ask a hare, Jarril!" she giggles, absentmindedly fixing the dirk in her belt.

Jarril hmmphs slightly. "And here's me foraging for whatever the woods had to offer for the last couple of days."  He smiles and bows.  "If you excuse me, I have to go and fill this old hares stomach before it shrivels up to a acorn and a squirrel will mistake it and take it away from me, doncha know."

Dotty rolls her eyes, "I'm jokin', Jarril. Come on," she says taking his paw to pull him with her, "Let's go get some tuck, wot!"

Jarril erps as he finds himself being pulled and jerks back.  "Steady on, old girl.  I meant me to have tucker, not you.  I bet you've jolly well fed already for breakfast and between meal snack."

Dotty drops his hand, "I b'lieve ye've just insulted me!" she says, trying not to laugh, "An' don' think that I would ever let ya eat by yuself, mate. I'll go get us some good ol' stuff. Not the reg'lar ol' slop that we get ev'ry day. I know where they keep the *real* food." she says, grinning. "Y'can come with me if y'want.

Jarril smiles and bows slightly, letting his ears flop comically over his eyes.  "Me, offend such a fine hare as yourself.  I rather chop off my ears, paws and what my tail may be called a fluffy ball of wool, doncha know."  He rises up again and smiles, before placing his paws on his stomach and drools slightly.  "Please have mercy!  I don't think my stomach can cope with the bally evil torment, wot."

Camp Nueva (Kitchen Cabin)
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                       KITCHEN CABIN
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As you walk in, the sights, the delicious smells that assault
your nose, and the unending noise from the numerous creatures
inside, signifies this cabin as the kitchen. It is a constant
hive of actvity, from cooks racing about, to beasts just wanting
something to eat. Even during the night one can count on finding
a couple of night-cooks up and about. As far as size and shape
goes, the kitchen, though perhaps larger than the average cabin,
is the same as the others in the camp. The middle of the room is
taken up by long, rectangular tables, used, obviously, for
getting the food ready. The right side is taken up by several
large cook fires, while two rather formidable stoves take up the
back wall. Counters line the other walls, and numerous cupboards
are set higher up, and also on the bottom, of all the walls. It's
a cheerful place, all in all...busy too.
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                           -Exits-
                    (T)raining (G)rounds
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Contents:
bag of food

Dotty grins as she steps inside the kitchens, "This'll do. Ya just sit yuself down there an' I'll be right back!"

Jarril looks about and plops himself down on the chair and leans back on it.  "Fine by me."  Lifting a paw up and dusting off dust from his boot idly.  Looking about he shrugs.  "I see the staff are either off duty or busy elsewhere."

Dotty yells from deep in the kitchens, "Oh, I know their schedules!" when she reapears a few minutes later, she is carrying two plates. Both are identical in terms of their contents. There are slabs of dill cheese, a hunk of black bread, pieces of turnip and tater deeper 'n' ever pie, plum pudding and large helpings of the dibbuns (and hares-they'll eat anything) favorite food...Mashymillows. She setes down the plates on the tables, goes back into the kitchen, and returns with two goblets of cider. Sitting, she smiles, "How's that for some good grub, wot!

Jarril doesn't reply and by the time that it took you to get the cider, a piece of cheese had vanished, with bread as he makes the second sandwich, piling on the salad and the cheese before replying back.  "Good isn't the word.  Excellent springs to my mind, doncha know."

Dotty laughs, cramming the turnip and tater deeper 'n' ever pie into her mouth, trying not to let any come out. She swallows, and takes a swig of cider. "Ah, excelelent grub when ya know what y'er doin in these kitchens."she pops a piece of cheese into her mouth, "So what's new with you?

Jarril shrugs as he takes some of the pie and stuffs it into his muzzle and washes it down with cider.  "Oh you know.  Being busy since I am one of the few runners that is still fit and well.  Bit of a nasty cold or something going about the camp, but I bet you already knew this, wot."

Dotty nods, sitting back having just finished her meal. (she's a fast eater...though what hare isnt?) "Aye...I heard about it meself. Actchally...there was a hare in the ol' Infirmary the other day. She was from Malice's camp. Adn't gotten the sickess because she wasn't a woodlander; was from the Sala. area. Pretty beat up..lots o' stab wounds an' bruises. She left yester-eve as a matter o' fact...saidshe had revenge t'look to...or jus' t'get 'er life t'gether." shaking her head, she adds, "Shame, is waht i 'tis.

Jarril stops eating and sighs.  "Not good times we're living in around here, is it?  I wonder what the hares left back at the mountain are up to right now."  He just eats slowly not wanting to upset his stomach that hadn't eaten for a few days.

Dotty shrugs, "Mebbe they'll send a runner soon t'find out.." she sighs, hoping that they wont send Jarril. She misses having a person to talk to (a sane one) when he's on runs.

Jarril pauses in his eating at the sigh and looks at Dotty for a few moments.  "Why the sigh?"

Dotty gives a small sigh, "Jus' hopin' that they wont send you for another run anytime soon...I miss you when you're out on those runs. I like havin' someone t'talk to...an' not just that...you're fun t'be around." she gives a smile, and takes another sip of her cider.

Jarril smiles and picks up his cider, and taking a sip he places it back down again and picks up a few mashymillows and chews before swallowing.  "You don't say.  Well, you know orders are orders, wot."  He reaches over and places a paw over your paw.  "But I am back now, so that's all that matters."  Leaning back on his chair again, whiskers twitching.  "So, apart from being bored.  Anything else happen around here?"

Dotty shakes her head, "Nah...not much 'round here 'cept for the ocassional monitor lizard tryin' t'sneak in." she smiles, "I'll be righ' back...I'm gonna go put my plate in the back.

Jarril nods and watches you go as he cleans off the last remaining of his meal and gets up, takes a stretch and yawns.  Moving his paw to the top of his head and giving the fur a slight scratch with his claws he waits until Dotty re-enters again.

Dotty enters, dusting off her yellow tunic. She gives a flash of a smile, "So what should we do now?"

Jarril shrugs.  "Haven't a bally clue."  He blinks and rubs his eyes.  "Something none too much of moving about and all, wot.  Running about does tire a hare out, doncha know."

Dotty nods, laughing, "It does, true enough. Well...what if we jus' go sit by the pond? Sit off our sup?

Jarril nods his head.  "Sure.  Lead on."

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                        THE POND AREA
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This is the pond, a small pond but still large enough for
swimming and even fishing as well. Some sand has been placed
around the pond so there are places to sit and enjoy the day and
to relax. A couple large trees are nearby and a couple others
open up to go back to the path heading back to the training
grounds. The sounds of chating,dibbuns playing, and birds singing
fill your ears. Sometimes the smells of good food from the
kitchen cabin reach here when there is a good breeze.
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                          -Exits-
                       (P)ond (P)ath
                     (I)nto the (P)ond
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Dotty takes a seat under a tree, leaning back against it, "Y'ever talked t'Nick? INteresting fellow..."

Jarril pads about and turns his head towards Dotty and shakes his head.  "Don't think I ever had the pleasure."

Dotty shrugs, "Talked t'him the other day...seems that he married only a bit ago..he's about our age. Then 'is wife jus went out one day an' never came back. Di'peared off the face o' the Earth. Ee seems t'be takin' it alright...ee was flirtin' with me enough." she sighs, a little smile on her face. She looks out over th epond, loving the view.

Jarril chuckles.  "Oh?  And erm."  He paused and sat down on a rock, picking up a pebble and skims it across the pond surface a few times before it went under.  "Were you interested?"  Not looking in your direction.

Dotty raises her eyebrows, "Per'aps...." she waits for a reaction, "No...really I wasn't. He wasn't very...I dunno. Something.

Dotty asks, "But why would you care t'know?"

Jarril just shrugs and picks up another pebble, examining it.  "Oh I don't know.  We get on well don't we?"  He pauses and swallows as if trying to find right words.  Tossing the pebble again across the pond surface, watching it bounce a few times and vanish into the depths.  "Just thought that since we got on well enough, well...."  He stops and faces to look at you, then turns his head away.  "Sorry.  My mistake I suppose."

Dotty smiles, "We do get along well.." she watches the pebble fly across the water, "What's your mistake?" She plucks a piece of grass, and begins to play with it...something to do...

Jarril remains quiet for a while, listening to the sounds of the forest around them, the sounds of the camp in the background and eventually replies.  "Well, I thought that perhaps one day we may."  He stops and sighs.  "Nothing.  It's a bit of a silly idea of mine, doncha know."

Dotty stands, going to stand next to Jarril, "It's not that silly, Jar..." she looks out over the water, not looking at him at all. "It's not thay silly" she repeats softly.

Jarril turns his head towards facing Dotty and smiles.  "You don't.  I thought you weren't that interested in any type of relationship like that, wot."  He moves his paw to rub the back of his neck.  "And here's someone else flirting with you and I had a hare in the patrol flirting with me before turning ill."  Shaking his head slightly before turning his head to the pond again and sighs.  "So, lets just say if and I mean bally well if I asked whether or not you like me or not."  He paused.  "Do you?"

Dotty turns to face him, smiling, "You're a great friend, Jarril...an' I *do* like you...but I also like you a lot as a friend..." biting her lip, she looks up at the sky for muse, "Aye.

Jarril remains quiet and gets up from his seat on the boulder and turns to face Dotty.  Taking one of your paws into his, he smiles and speaks softly.  "You know that we are heading into battle soon?"

Dotty nods slowly,

Jarril nods slowly and smiles before asking softly.  "How long have we known each other?"  He paused and looks as though he was thinking.  "A season perhaps when we first bumped into each other in the jolly good old mountain and now we're out here in mossflower woods, preparing to fight for the freedom of all goodbeasts here."  He goes quiet and speaks again.  "Dotty.  Some may not survive this battle as it is war and I want to let you know beforehand that I have come to like your company every day.  It's like a bright flame amongst the doom and gloom, doncha know and it jolly well brightens up my day."  Swallowing a few times.  "What if I ask you if you wanted to be more than just friends and colleagues in the goold ol' long patrol?"

Dotty nods, "I like being in your company, Jarril...I feel the same as you do.." she swallows, "I think that I would like to be more than friends...if you would, too...and I hope that we both survive, y'know....I would like t'spend  my days with you...an' ..." she smiles, and then nods her head to show that she is finished.She can barely speak.

Jarril blushes or his ears blush since the fur around his cheeks completely hide the fact.  Squeezing the paw gently, he smiles back warmly and moves slowly to sit back down on the rock, leaving room for you to sit next to him.  "We can only see what will happen on the day."  Speaking softly as he turns his head to face you again and winks.  "Well, as for seeing each other more.  That depends.  Could ask a request to move from being a fighter to a runner?"

Dotty smiles, and goes to sit down on the rock next to Jarril. "Possibly..." she smiles, "I'm not much of a runner...but maybe I could pull it off." she gives his hand a little squeeze, and gives him a smile, "I'm sure we'll be able to figure it out in the end."

Jarril shrugs and smiles back.  "No matter.  I ain't much of a fighter either to be honest with you.  I have the skills and all but during war."  He pauses and shakes his head.  "That remains to be seen, wot."  He turns to face Dotty and smiles again.  "Sorry for having you have to put up with others while I was away and all."  He looks about again and smiles before getting up and moving to the edge of the pond, he bends down and picks up a blue flower.  Still facing away from you he does something before coming back and without sitting down, he bends down on one knee.  "May as well be bold and ask you before someone bally well takes you away from me."  He hold out with a open paw, the blue flower made into a ring.  "Not much I know.  But it do for now until I can find someone to make a better ring, wot.  But will you marry me?  And would I be so bold to jolly well ask if we could before the battle or should we wait until we get home to salamandastron."  He grins.  "Could get married twice I suppose."  Grinning.

Dotty smiles broadly, "Of course I will marry you, Jarril." she leans down to kiss him, and puts her arms around his neck. She hugs him, and then looks at him, smiling. "And whether we get married now, or later, or both...I will be happy in all ways...and I hope you will, too.

Jarril hugs Dotty back with a smile and sits back down next to her again, looking outwards facing the pond and smiles.  "Quiet peaceful and lovely here, doncha think?  Then again it doesn't beat the sea back at the mountain."  He bobs his head a few times and asks.  "Are you homesick at all?"

Dotty thinks, watching the water, "A bit...though I didn't have many people to miss. Only me aunt..crazy ol' bugger." she luahgs, "Aye...I am a bit...and of course I miss Sala. The ocean...

Jarril continues on.  "The waves, the fishing, dodging cook ladles, the food...."  He sighs and pats his belly.  "Aye, I think I miss the old mountain.  This place is all very well and all but home is home, wot."

Dotty smiles, "I love the ocean...I can see the water by my window..y'know that, o'course though." she rests her head on his hsoulder, "Y'think that anyone will have guessed when they find out?

Jarril laughs.  "I think you find that they were pretty well expecting it, doncha know."  He grins as he holds your paw in his.  "Surprised you never heard the gossip moving through the ranks and all, wot."

Dotty looks up at him, "What gossip?" she is smiling, "I don' keep up on it much.

Jarril grins and thinks for a moment.  "Oh the usual.  You wondering where I am when I am away from camp now and again.  Then again you were doing it when we were at Salamandastron as well when I was on patrol."  He chuckles slightly.  "Then again, us being everywhere together did make them come to the conclusion.  Don't think anyone could keep secrets, doncha know.  Not with all of our long ears and keen eyes."

Dotty laughs, "I guess we were a bit obvious, weren't we?"  she looks out over the pond, "It's beautiful out tonight..." she smiles, "I hope it's a while until we have to go to battle..

Jarril hugs gently and smiles.  "And if we do, we both have something to keep alive for."  Smiling as he chuckles.  "As for making things a bit bally well obvious.  I wouldn't say that as neither of us knew what tomorrow would bring back then and we were after all just friends and saw each other like that, although some saw otherwise before we did."  He pauses.  "Didn't know we had seers in the long patrol, wot!  Hmmm.  Interesting."

Dotty laughs, hugging him back, "Won't they be suprised, though...'specially Laetitia. She'll down-right jump outta her skin, wot...an' this''ll be great as we're friends..relationships last better that way, "she kisses the tip of his nose, "Don' worry, we'll both live.

Jarril blinks and headtilts.  "Laetitia?  Who's she?"  Trying to think back as he smiles to the kiss and kisses back before turning back to face out to the pond.

Dotty says, "Laetita is a dear friend of mine from the Long Patrol...we knew each other a bit when we were growin' up."

Jarril nods and yawns slightly.  "You know I think I head off to bed before I just sleep wherever I am standing."  He hugs.  "Should've made my report long ago but I think they understand anyways."  He gets up and stretches.

Dotty stands up, "An' I better be getting off too." she kisses him, "Then we'll see each other tomorrow." she smiles.

Dotty she thinks, "Hopefully.

Jarril nods.  "Aye.  We will.  Not got anything on tomorrow."  He hopes in his head.  Giving a hug, he heads off with a smile and turns his head around.  "Have a good night though."  With that he leaves, with a happy march back through the camp.