Sunshine in a dark and dismal place... (Thorns of Steel TP)

Yes, they are still in the cell...*sigh*...

Oz is about half awake right now, the swelling on his ear and cheek down some, thanks to an odd mix of something on it, dried now, he looks around the cell.

Blisa is compleatly and totally awake. She is poking around in random corners, just looking to see what's there. She doesn't know yet that Oz is awake.

Oz watches her, he is feeling a little better than he was,.."Blisa.." he says softly, he watches the door and then looks back to her.

Blisa whips around at the sound of the badgers' voice and laughs joyfully. "Papa Oz!" she runs over and hugs him, her smile like a ray of sunshine in this dark and dismal place.

Oz smiles slowly when he is hugged, "Your oddly happy today."

Blisa blinks up at Oz's face. "What's odd about being happy?" she asks inoccently.

Oz answers, "Well, in here it is but I am glad your not letting it get you down."

Blisa shrugs, like it's no big deal. "Why would I do that? LilyMoore told me to be brave. And I believe that Daddy and DoraRose and Flicky and everybeast else is gonna find us real soon. Don't worry. We'll be fine." She says confidently, head held high.

Oz smiles, "I..am trying to believe that, something is going to happen soon and maybe that something is our freedom."

Blisa snuggles down on Oz's lap. "I know it is." She starts picking at her sling, really rather bored.

Oz sighs, he watches her, "Be carefull with that, and yes we...we just need to keep our hopes alive."

Blisa sighs, nods, then begins to fidget. She is bored out of her mind. She gazes hopefully up at the badger. "Do you have any colours?"

Oz frowns, "Sorry, not here. Do not worry when we get home, then there can be colors."

Blisa sighs. Yeah, she may be hopeful, but she is also bored out of her skull. "Do you have any chalk?"

Oz frowns "I am sorry..a story maybe?"

Blisa sighs and nods again. "Yes, please. About..about...about Deyna, the Taggerung!" she looks excited now, her eyes sparkling.

Oz nods, "I know that one, some of it...Deyna was an otter babe taken by vermin, and the vermin raises him and tried to teach him thier evil ways but he never took on thier evilness, he stayed good and soon left the vermin after he was grown up."

Oz says, "The vermin also placed tatoos on the otter"

Blisa jumps up, eyes sparking with enthusiasm. "And he killed the evil leader, right? With the leaders own blade?" Yeah, she's a little excited about the thought of justice, it seems.

Oz hmms "I...no, dont remember but he did leave and made it to the abbey, he somehow got Martins sword and went after the vermin, he was later found and healed by a wise old ottermaid and she even took off his tatoos, He also was reunited with his sister and mother"

Blisa is smileing...then looks crestfallen at the mention of his mother. "Oh, yeah. Goody for him." she tries to smile, but all that is in her eyes now is sadness.

Oz frowns and would hug the dibbun if he could, "Blisa..it's alright dear, you have your father and will see him very soon."

Blisa nods, her smile fading. She sits by Oz and murmers, "Could you please tell me another story? 1 without a mother?"

Oz nods "Lets see...need to think of something."

Blisa sits there and waits, confident that Oz will think of something.

Oz hmms, trying to think of one not involving a mother is hard, he then chuckles a little at one idea.

Blisa smiles brightly. Oz is laughing! "What? What is it?" she asks, happy to do anything that would make her big friend laugh.

Oz smiles, probally the first time in a long time, "I was thinking of something of something...a story in a way."

Blisa scoots closer. "What is it? Tell me, please! Please, please please!"

Oz nods "A story about two brothers, they live in a area of lots of snow and they had been out fishing and gathering some, yes herbs and some other supplies from a nearby village."

Blisa sits perfectly still, her gaze glued to Oz's face. "What happened?"

Oz says, "Well it was getting late and thier home was fairly far, well the older brother hads an idea, course his younger brother wanted no parts of his idea. A old hollowed out log that had been cut in two with lightning , they get in it and sled down the hill at a very very fast speed, little too fast..but they got home but was grounded for two weeks."

Blisa tilts her head to 1 side. "Why were they grounded?" she is still enjoying the story...allot, actually.

Oz chuckles "Means they were not allowed to do anything for couple weeks, no fun at all"

Blisa hasn't gotten her question answered, but she doesn't care right now. Why? Because Oz is laughing! She snuggles up against him and tries to think of something else to say to make him laugh.

Leon had been sleeping but now slowly wakes up and sits up to look around.

Blisa is sitting beside Oz, he had been telling her stories. She looks over to Leon as he sits up and smiles. "HI! You're awake!" she walks over to the mouse and gives him a hug.

Leon blinks at the hug and smiles,he is able to return with one of his own, he looks at Oz, "Oz is feeling better? Thats good...my idea worked" He smiles "My idea worked, thats good!"

Blisa blinks up at Leon. "What idea was that?"

Leon smiles, "Just a, well sort of infection helper but I have no more and be few days before could get it again, but, Oz will be fine ok, I..I will try and make sure of that somehow"

Blisa nods and mouths an 'oh', then snuggles down, asking hopefully, "Do you have any colours? Or chalk?"

Leon shakes his head, "No, only thing had was some herbs and...they are gone" He frowns but tried to stay hopfull.

Blisa wrinkles her nose and fidgets. "Do you have any stories? Without mothers?"

Leon says, "I dont know too many stories really."

Blisa sighs and gets up, bouncing around in a circle. "What can I do?" she is very very /very/ bored.

Leon shrugs, "ummm...sing? Maybe count rocks?"

Blisa groans and flops down onto her back, then cries as her broken arm is jostled. She is now really close to crying from the pain.

Leon walks over and checks on her arm, "Ok..think its ok you just bumped it, its alright I here to help."

Blisa wraps her good arm around the mouses neck, and burrows her face in his shoulder.

Leon hugs the kitten carefully and just is quiet thinking.

Blisa hugs the mouse and falls asleep, contented in the arms of an adult who cares for her.

Leon smiles a little, he too is tired and falls asleep.