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Chapter 11

Kassa quaked fearfully as he walked bound and gagged ahead of the large contingent of woodlanders.

"If you're lying, vermin, I'll feed you your own cock, with a side of your bollocks wot wot.", the white buck hare threatened as he jerked the noose tied about the ferret's neck, chocking him a little.

Kassa pissed himself in terror at the hare's threat, electing laughter from the assembled goodbeasts.

"Probably won't be the first cock he's eaten, ha ha!", a grey doe joked, whacking the ferret across his ass with her bow, electing a delicious squeal from their prisoner.

"Quiet in the ranks wot wot!", a graying buck ordered as he adjusted his vermin pirate disguise. "We're almost there."

After Kassa spilled everything he knew, along with the contents of his bladder, the goodbeasts formulated a plan to release their fellow woodlanders from captivity and the vermin from their mortal existence.

Disguised as vermin, a score of woodlanders would escort their captive ferret, under their pretense of joining the vermin crews.

Once the disguised goodbeasts infiltrated the vermin ships, their remaining forces would launch their assault, distracting the pirates whilst the infiltrators freed their victims.

Then, caught between the two groups, the verminous scum would be completely decimated.

"Except me, right?", Kassa had asked, earning him a few hard kicks to the bollocks from a couple of the does.

After the ferret ceased bawling like a baby in the fetal position, the goodbeasts forces had set off.

"We're almost there.", a large otter said, gripping his broadsword in anticipation. "Unbind the ferret."

"Remember your lines ferret?", a squirrel joked, drawing a knife from his sleeve. "I can write them on your hand, in case you forget."

"Quiet!", the graying buck ordered, paw on the hilt of his smallsword. "You're on wot wot."

The buck looped the end of the ferret's cat-o-nine tails over its owner's shaking paw, so nothing would seem out of place.

"Who gees tharrr?", a drunken weasel asked as he lounged on the sand, an empty rum bottle and a unloaded crossbow laying next to him.

"New recruits.", Kassa replied, acutely aware of the hidden knife the squirrel was holding to his back.

"Ookay.", the weasel slurred as he laid back down, too drunk to be concerned by the large number of unfamiliar beasts about him.

The gray buck knelt next the insensate mustelid, lifting dagger that was thrust through the vermin's belt.

Could escape if we leave this 'til later wot wot, he thought, silently thrusting the blade into the inebriated pirate's heart.

After dispatching the sentry, the band continued towards the ships' anchorage, seeing several vermin reveling around bonfires as the sun began to sink into the sea.

They made their way through the unsuspecting and unaware vermin lounged about on the sands.

"That the Merciless?", Greybuck asked, gesturing the cog with the red flag and sails.

"Y-yes.", Kassa answered fearfully.

"Good.", the buck said, turning to give whispered instructions to the rest of the force.

As they continued onwards, they began to encounter more sober and alert vermin.

"Avast ye, Kassa.", a grey rat asked, looking the new group over critically. "Who are these scum?"

"New recruits.", the ferret asked, daring not to warn his fellow vermin with a disguised squirrel's knife held against his back.

"Alright then, Kassa.", the rat said, gesturing with his boarding pike. "Go get 'em squared away."

Kassa nodded, too scared to warn his fellow pirates about the danger they were in.

The ferret led the goodbeasts along the beach where ships were moored.

"Wavedog, you take King Gabool's Revenge.", Greybuck said, gesturing his two second-in-commands. "Oakjohn, you handle the Fearless."

"Yessir.", they said, beginning to led their troops towards their objectives.

"And Nightfur, you take a squad back to the beach.", the grey buck said to a black-furred buck. "Kill all who try to escape."

"Yessir.", Nightfur replied, saluting with his longbow before quickly leading his squad back to the beach.

"Lead the way, vermin.", Greybuck ordered, grinning cruelly as Kassa shuddered fearfullly.

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