Kidnapped!

It is an ominous, evil, dark night with a violent wind blowing through, dragging a storm along with it. The leafless trees crack and rattle overhead and shadows dance on the ground as the porch lanterns are buffeted in the gale. It is through this terrible weather that a young fox kit is ambling towards her home. She has a thick stick in her right paw, picked up somewhere or other and she is thwacking at leaves as they rush past her feet. Everything seems to be fine, just another trip back home where Tangelo is waiting, hopefully with something good to eat.

The storm couldn't honestly have come at a BETTER time. The stoat that happened be a friend of Skaggs is out and about in the area where he was killed, waiting for the otter to come home, or the ferret. Either would have been acceptable. But after a bit, he decided to leave and go back to the inn. That was until he spotted Kit. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?"! he grins, stepping up to her, drawing a dagger.

Kit is unimpressed. "Oh, shove off, stoat. You dinna scare me." The little fox glares up at him rather irately then attempts to skirt around him to the left.

The stoat steps off to the side and grins. "Really? Well let me fix that!" he says, reaching out to grab the fox kit and push her to the ground, getting ready to use his knife should he need it.

Alarmed, Kit lashes out with her sturdy stick, aiming for the cowardly stoat's shins. "Hey! Don't chew /dare/ touch me you /vermin/!" She can't help but be toppled by the taller creature's shove but quickly recovers her balance and takes off as quickly as she can towards the pawnshop.

The stoat oofs a bit when she hits his shins and then runs off. He hobbles for a second before taking his knife, aiming it at Kit's leg before giving it a hard hurl right at her before taking off in a run after her.

In the end it is Kit's own stick that brings her down. She had forgotten to dispose of the bulky item before she took off running and it gets tangled up in her footpaws sending her sprawling face-down in the dirt. Fortunately, this has the happy side effect of causing the dagger to miss her. In desperation, the little fox rolls over and scrambles to stand up, all the while watching the oncoming stoat as he gets closer and closer and closer.

Razak runs quickly towards the dibbun and then when she falls over, he pounces down on top of her, trying to pin her to the ground. "Now, now!" he growls. "Stay still kid..." he grumbles, trying to get a long piece of cloth from his pocket, pulling it out, going to gag the young fox.

"GERROFF...!" Kit gets out the beginnings of a scream before the cloth is wrapped around her face, effectively preventing her from making much more noise. She struggles with every ounce of strength in her body, wriggling and squirming with all her might but it is probably useless. The stoat, Razak, is much bigger and stronger than she is.

Razak can only grin when the dibbun is gagged, pulling out a little bit of rope he was planning on using on Sarnith or Zocalo, trying to flip the squirming child over to bind her paws together. "C'mon now! I don't want to hurt you.." he lies, making sure to be none too gentle.

Kit gets a paw free and reaches out to rake her claws across whatever part of the stoat is closest. Then she is cruelly thrown onto her stomach and her paws grabbed and held behind her back. It hurts so bad and the little fox feels a tear roll down her face. Finally, finding herself in a helpless position, all fight goes out of Kit and she slumps to the ground, sobs of fear racking her body.

The stoat gets those claws, giving three long scars going down the side of his face, letting out a loud gowl. He ignores the blood starting to come from the wound as he ties her paws together, standing up and hauling her to her feet. "You'll pay for that kid." he growls out, starting to look around for a moment before turning and heading north towards the town square. And then then west, out of the village.