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March 4, 2011
  • I live in Bowlaynee Castle
  • I was born on October 1
  • My occupation is Storyteller/Musician
  • I am a female hare

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  • ScottyBlue


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    Cover art by ForrestFighter


    We're on the one road, sharing the one load!
    We're on the road to who-knows-where!
    We're on the one road! It may be the wrong road,
    But we're together, so who cares?
    North, West, South, East -comrades all!
    Ev'ry goodbeast answer to the call!
    We're on the one road, swinging along,
    Singin' a soldier's song!
    Though we've argued ev'ry now and then,
    Now's the time to make it up again!
    Sure, aren't we all Goodbeasts anyhow?
    Now's the time! Step together now!
    We're on the......(etc.)
    Mice an' Hedgehogs, every mother's son,
    Hares, Moles, Squirrels - Cummon, ev'ryone!
    Shrews an' otters, ­ every beast in line!
    All march on, an' we'll do just fine!
    We're on the......(etc.)
    Night is darkest just before the dawn;
    From the battle, Fr…




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  • ScottyBlue

    Hello Everyone!

    I decided it was high time I wrote a story about my main Avatar, Scotty. This is one of the tales from her multi-volume journal, where she writes books and stories. Please comment, and tell me how you like it so far! --Scotty Bluefleck O Sword of Truth! Fly swift and sure, that Evil die and Good endure! 19:11, April 15, 2012 (UTC)



    The following consists of accounts written by a resident of Bowlaynee Castle, chronicling some of the more interesting events that have occured there during her lifetime. Some are lighthearted, and some are serious; some are long, and some are short; however, all are written in the third person, for ease of reading. The author sincerely hopes you enjoy these humble scribbles of a simple young haremai…




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    Dragged unmercifully over the stony ground by his scaly captors, his paws and torso gripped tight by the coils of several serpents, a terrified Rugg Tornpaw struggled wildly to get free. Any common sense the old searat might have posessed was thrown to the winds; heedless of the fact that to stay calm and quiet in the presence of so many adders was the safest bet, he scrabbled, screamed and wailed unmercifully, spurred in his efforts by the all-consuming force of sheer panic. At first, his captors had not minded, laughing and jeering at him as they marched back to camp. However, as the hours crawled on, it was plain the constant stream of shreiks was grating on everybeast's nerves.

    "Whooooooooaaaaaaaar…






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    From her vantage point high in a fungi-crusted elm, a stout young squirrelmaiden scanned the muddy woodland floor about for signs of life. Her position matained a stillness and rigidity that made her nearly impossible to spot; her keen eyes missed absolutely nothing that went on beneath her. She was highly trained in the skills of steath and observation, and would probably have noticed had a single leaf on a bush been awry; such was the code of the Branchbounders, who believed in always preparing for the worst.

    From a small platform set up in the branches some distance below, an impatient voice demanded, "Well? Any sign of them, Kelah?"

    Kelah's bushy grey tail flicked angrily as she hissed down at the s…





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  • ScottyBlue

    Gingiverian: Chapter 31

    February 4, 2012 by ScottyBlue


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    Earlier that morning, the sun shone brightly down upon the River Moss, causing dancing flashes of silver and white upon the surface as it flowed placidly along a heavily-reeded bank. From various nests in the small willows about, several kingfishers darted to and fro, catching small minnows and watershrimp to feed their young; other birds, perhaps charmed by the afternoon's idyllic beauty, set up cheery songs and warbles in time with the babbling river.

    The peace of the riverbank was not to last; a rustling crunch and a thud heralded Dippertail making an ungainly crash-landing among the reeds, dislodging an abandoned duck's nest there. The wounded falcon felt he could travel no further; the pain in his…





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