my poor little viking ferret had his first battle last night after he got out of his cage he found a intruding cat in the back yard and had a nasty fight my friend Michael found him with the dog on the couch bloody but in tact but a visit to the vet and a shave he has been put back together and sleeping well thou I dont know how he fells about losing his nuts at the same time , my friend wrote a saga for him . ZEROS SAGA By Magnus the Unsteady. (aka. Michael Kearney) It was a cool night as Zero Nipplebitter set out on his nightly patrol of the inner courtyard of Armstrong Keep. The difficulty of his egress was obviously a test of his master, Lord Ari Firebeard, to see the resourcefulness of the young guard. There was something on the air that fateful September night, but it was a Tuesday. He never could get the hang of Tuesdays. No, this was different, something dark, something evil. The sort of something that touchs the primordial instincts of the hunter and the hunted in us all. As he made his patrol, hunting for any sign of an intruder, little did the young warrior know that something was also hunting, an evil that hunts and kills for pleasure. The evil known as Felis Catus. Before the young guard knew what was happening, the evil assassin attacked, but young Zero stood his ground, remembered his training. The fight was long, against an enemy twice the young ferrets size. Young Zero proved to be a worthy warrior, seeing the wouldbe assassin on his way with a sore body and something to think about Im sure. Although sustaining some savage wounds, none fatal thankfully, he boldly returned inside to report the cowardly attack on his masters keep. Dutifully he waited by his masters seat in the greathall for the house to awaken so he could make his report. Where upon seeing his loyal servant, the Lord Firebeard did have him ferried to the Master Apothocy for emediate care, and healing. Alas, as the Surgen was tending his woulds noted that the warrior had not been gelded and, to save his soul from the evils temptations of the lustful desires that tempt a warrior of renoun, took his manhood with a flick of her wrist. Now, home from the Apothocy, the brave warrior rests in is own bed moved to a smaller, safer cell. Sleeping off the potions of the wise woman, healing, so he can one day take his place on the walls of Armstrong Keep. The End Chat Conversation End Camera Choose a sticker or emoticon .. .. . ..
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