A day in the life of Fleetpaw(In 3rd person),> Fleetpaw wakes up at the crack of dawn, after dressing and getting all = >of his things together he heads down to the mess hall to get some = >breakfast. During breakfast he and an' old ex-searat exchange stories = >from their pirating days. After breakfast Fleetpaw walks over to the = >Mission Board and checks for any missions that look interesting, after = >applying for a mission he goes over to the parade grouds to practice = >throwing his dagger, although he doesn't need any practice he tries to = >stay his best. After practicing he goes over to the Roster to see the = >new members. Then it's his turn to go scout the surrounding area to see = >if anybeast is coming. After scouting around he finds a family of = >dormice coming towards the camp, he hurries to Scumfoot and reports, For = >finding them Fleetpaw gets to lead a small paw-picked group of SOS to = >intercept the mice. They take a long chain with shackles attached to it. = >They pounce on the mice and lock them up in the manacles. Fleetpaw takes = >them back to the camp so Scumfoot can sell them or keep them, his = >choice. By now it's Dark so Fleetpaw goes back to the Barracks and = >promptly falls, asleep. ________________________ One day little Blacktooth the Weasel strayed from where his mother > Sicant was cooking, badly. He was wandering through the Northland snow > when he bumped smack into, an otter babe! The otter babe and > Blacktooth were too young to realize that they were mortal enemies. > "What's yer name?I'm Blacktooth" asked Blacktooth. "Me name's > Riverweed." said the little otter. They played and played and made a > snowbeast and finally it was getting dark and Riverweed said "Hey, > it'sa getting dark, wanna come over to my place for dinner?" > Blacktooth nodded furiously, he wasn't going home to Sicant's Skilly > an' Duff. They walked an' walked, finally they came to holt Riverweed > lived in, a cave. Riverweed went in and announced "Guess what, I made > a friend taday, 'ere 'e comes" The grown otters were curious, was it a > squirrel or another otter or a mouse or a mole? Then Blacktooth came > in, smiling. Some of the older otters gagged that Riverweed had made a > vermin friend! Riverweed took Blacktooth to the table for dinner. the > Holt Chieften, Mudwake, talked to Riverweed's mother. "Don't ye worry, > that vermin's too small ter realize that vermin and otters are > enemies, they can be friends until the weasel goes bad, then we can > slay him." Riverweed's mother agreed. After dinner, Blacktooth said it > was the best he'd ever had, Riverweed taught Blacktooth Nut throw, a > game played by many dibbuns. After a few games of that it was almost > dark, Blacktooth said goodbye and Mudwake went to take him home. When > Blacktooth got home he told Sicant all about it, Sicant was extremely PO'd that he'd made friends with an OTTER but then she figured that if he ate over there she didn't have to cook, so to put it short Riverweed and Blacktooth were friends forever, even when Blacktooth became a corsair he still visited Riverweed, This is a weird story or what?