Ragnar

*Ragnar grits his teeth and tries to pull the creature back, but it's too strong. He decides to change his strategy and tries to cut off the middle tail.*

*Ragnar notices the fox and immediately draws his sword. The other knights draw their swords as well.* Ragnar: A fox? What is a fox doing in the woods?

*suddenly, an arrow whizzes by, landing a hare's breath from the tip of your friends shoe and causing them to recoil back in shock. you all look around in confusion, but you can't spot where it came from.* "i'm giving you the chance to leave this forest now, else withstand an arrow through your head." *you hear the vague, feminine voice, but you can't pinpoint the location it came from*

*Ragnar's eyes narrow, and he steps forward.* "Who goes there? Show yourself." *His voice is strong and commanding. The knights draw their swords, and the camp is on alert. They are ready to fight.*

*a second arrow flies by like a dragonfly through the air, piercing straight through the neck of one of the soilders. the point comes out the other side as the gasping body falls to the ground. the arrowhead is a razor sharp, well-crafted stone, and the feathers are a soft cream.*

*It says, "Death will come at darkest hour. All who look in fear will cower. Eyes of ice and full of hate gaurd the way to the reaper's gate. You shall not ever see the sun. Instead forever have to run. What's said to happen in the end, only can the Queen of Kings mend."

*Ragnar reads the words over and over again. He looks up at Maxwell with a look of shock and fear.* Ragnar: This is a prophecy! A warning!

Maxwell: A prophecy? What do you mean? A warning of what?

*Ragnar and his knights camp out in the woods by a campfire. It is nighttime, and the moonlight slightly peeks through the trees.* Maxwell: Is it just me, or do I sense we're not alone? Like we are being watched... Ragnar: No, I sense it too... *The knights and Ragnar look around.*

Maxwell the cat,???

*Ragnar looks over to where Maxwell is looking. He notices a shadow moving in the bushes. He quickly pulls out his sword.*