Lunch with Monitor Lizards (Marek TP...or at least during the occupation.)

Carter the Otter (Ha! Never knew that rhymed until now) finely regains his mobility after Hudson split him open with a sword a few weeks ago. Back on his feet the pudgy and once morally corrupt guard sneaks down into the cellars for some wine and dinner. With the appearance of Zarola the monitor lizard though will Carter become dinner?

Deep in the damp and cool cellars of Redwall there is a certain stillness to the air. With lunch served there is not much reason for beasts to be down here, not unless they plan to cause mischief. Which is exactly what Carter plans on doing. The bare chested otter is currently sitting down between two wine barrels. He licks his chops and gives his bloated and obese stomach a pat. With the bandages gone all that is left of his terrible ordeal is a scar across the belly, and a little trouble moving about lately.

As a guard here before the occupation he was always coming down here to take a little food on the side. Such as the case now by the crumbs laying about teh stuffed otter.

Zarola walks down to the cellar, she is very grumpy and hissses loudly as she goes to get some ale in a large mug, she then drinks it down slowly hissses low again.

The pot bellied otter twitches his ears to the sound of company. One thing the otter does /not/ want after scarfing down so many supplies. With a days worth of food resting in his gut it takes a moment for carter to pick himself up to his feet. He peers around the corner and quickly retreats his head, blast! It's the monitor lizard! The last second in command gutted him like a fish, what would this one do to him?

Zarola hears some movement and hisses low as she gets more ale and then walks towards the sound slowly peering left and right, her tail sways behind her back and forth.

Carter gulps. Blast, blast, blast! Time to make a quick get away. The otter cringes as he bends over to crawl on his still very sore stomach. Taking a blade to the tummy still takes a while to heal after all. He crawls under the first wine barrel then the next until he comes to the far wall. With a grunt of effort he pulls himself up to a small window and begins to pull himself through. He grins, another successful theft of Abbey food. The grin fades however when the beasty gets stuck around his swollen midriff. Turns out all those nights sneaking into the abbey cellar to steal food have taken their toll.

Zarola hears the grunting and hiisses, then grins at an idea as she walks over "Herezzz let me help you out." She goes to grab his legs and pull him roughly out of the small window and being a monitor she is very strong.

The otter gasps as he is grabbed and shrieks in both shock and terror as he is pulled roughly out of the window. Falling onto his wound he whimpers in pain, as he tries to quickly turn himself over. He stares up into the actually rather frightening face of a smiling monitor lizard. Ok Carter, keep calm, you can talk your way out of this. "Um...hi. Fancy meeting you here miss."

Zarola smiles slowly, it looks happy almost as she bends down and pokes him and chuckles with a hissss.."Your fat...arntt you...zzzo why are you down here?"

Still sitting on his rump, because any other physical action at this point would send waves of pain coursing through his body, Carten nervously chuckles, "Heh, the abbey food will do that too you if you are not carefull. And I'm just uh, checking the condition of the wine barrels." He raps a paw against a near by barrel. "See! Everything is fine. Now if you excuse me, I'll be on my way..."

Zarola goes to push him down with her footpaw and then lay it on his chest "You are going nowherezzzz, zzze I need to make zzure you dont steal food again a..punishment is in order"

The otter lets out a pained breath of air as he is pushed back down. His back to the wall he struggles to move the lizards foot off of him but to no avail, "Ok fine. I was a guard here, I know how this works. How much do I got to pay you to gloss over this little punishment." The otter smirks, "Surely a 'fine' is better than jail time, right?"

Zarola seems to chuckle "Oh you wont get jail timezzz nooo, you wont and you dont have to worry about me telling..Marek"She moves her clawed paw closer to him.

It is here that Carter realizes something is very wrong. Something very wrong indeed. "What...what do you mean?" The otter looks up into the eyes of the lizard and his own widen with realization and horror. "W-wait! You...you wouldn't! You couldn't!" The otter tries to move but is still pinned. "L-l-let's just talk about this. You need me! Alive! I can, uh, I can be useful to you! I can spy on the redwallers, learn about if they plan to escape or rebel! I could sow false information in their ranks! Please don't..."

Zarola narrows her eyes now the fat otter is getting loud and she can't have that, she rises her claws and goes to take a swipe at his neck and shoulders, "Don;t needzzzz you alive..zzo be quiet now"

"Oh light don-" The otter begins, the claws shred through his fur and hide. Clutching at his neck the otter begins to breath deeply. She, she is really going to eat me! He gasps. He looks up, unable to act beyond giving the lizard one final pleading look as his vision begins to blur.

Zarola grins as she looks down at him and goes to grab his footpaw and hang him upside down and look in his face.."I needed a good..feast to camzzzz my nervezzzzz..." She growls low and opens her mouth showing her fangs and tilting her head ams those fangs at the otter to sink them into him.

A single final meep noise is heard before the fangs sink in. This is followed shortly there after by a loud CRUNCH...it looks like Carter has been given his last meal, as being the main course...

Zarola looks like she will be in here a while, she drops teh otter just long enough to lock the cellar door and walks back to the otter, she will have her meal in peace, she smiles and eats, this is her idea of comfort food maybe, well she looks happy anyways and probally wont brother anymore of the abbey beasts for a couple days after this, a meal with all teh ale she wants an its nice and cool down her to sleep afterwards.

Zarola

She is a monitor lizard and has a bright green shine to her scales. She also has brown and black dots up her legs and arms, and a few brown ones on her snout which is long like most of her kind and a mouth full of sharp white fangs. Her claws are a dull grey and very sharp looking. She wears a black bark leather tunic and short black pants, with room for her tail to freely move. She keeps with her her ax and daggers over her chest in like a half X. Her eyes are amond shaped and a errie golden yellow hint to them, she keeps her foot paws bare.

Carter

Carter is one of my alts who got p-wiped a while back. He was made to be a corrupt Redwall guard for a murder mystery plot that never took flight. I lost his description but he is a short and very obese otter with light brown fur. He is mostly bare chested save for a sword harness across his shoulder.