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Originally Posted by Beau
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Double mouse dung. While the potential of assistance certainly improved Eelsting’s chances of extraction, it brought with it the knowledge that there was now a witness to his rather embarrassing predicament. Upside down it was difficult to ascertain exactly who had come to both witness and rescue him from his fate, but he managed to piece together that the upside down figure was the newcomer named Mossygrove.
The tangled tom smiled sheepishly and looked around at his sorry state as Mossygrove questioned how he’d ended up like this, trying to shrug despite the prickers pulling at his fur. Per her request, he stopped thrashing and forced himself to lay still despite the increasing discomfort and the rising flush that boiled his ear tips.
“Ah hah,” Eelsting cleared his throat, “right, well, it is a totally impressive story- real manly. I was uh fighting off two, no three, rogues when they distracted me with a kidnapped kit and pushed me down that hill over there into this bush. Totally understandable, you see!”
The story was ridiculous and Eelsting knew it, but he couldn’t just admit that he’d been spooked by a frog! That was possibly the least warrior-like thing he’d ever done. The chances of this cat believing his story were slim to none, of course, but he’d had to try.
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Mossygrove couldn't help but smile a little at his story as she tried to untangle him from the brambles.
"That sounds very brave of you," She spoke kindly with amusement, yanking a stick out of the way and tossing it to the side.
"One couldn't possibly expect one warrior to be able to take on three rogues at once. Very manly indeed." She muttered a small apology as one twig caught in the warrior's fur as she tried to remove it.
"Here, that should be enough. Grab my paw and I'll pull you out," the gray warrior suggested, hoping she was right and that the brambles were enough out of the way now.
"Don't worry, I'll keep watch so those rogues don't come back," she joked with a wink.