Bag A Bunny! SpringFest Game

[Silky Gooseness]

BAG A BUNNY

Hooray! The fields of Nurnen have somehow been infested with delicious, fat bunnies! How this happened nobody quite knows (there’s a rumour a passing stupid eagle dropped a couple in by accident and six weeks here we are), but anyway, meat’s back on the menu, boys!

HOW TO PLAY

With your weapon of choice, RP attempting to bag a bunny! The GM will roll a die for you to tell you whether your bunny was bagged, or got away… Most bunnies wins the game (and gains you points towards the overall Eggstravaganza prize).

DIE ROLLS:
1-2: You bag a bunny!
3-4: You bag a bunny but get an RP prompt!
5: You bag no bunnies!
6: You bag no bunnies but get an RP prompt!

RULES:
No godmoding, except of the bunnies
You may post once per 24 hours or between updates
You may post as multiple characters, but above rules still apply and you will only get one roll per round to make the scoring fair
Canon characters and Freeps allowed, first come first served
No minimum character length. Fast & Easy
This is intended to be lighthearted but of courtesy CW any really excessive bunny gore
Participation will count towards the SpringFest Championship
Edit to add: you may use a different weapon or method every round if you wish

BUNNY COUNT

@Lady of Shadow : 1
@Fuin Elda : 1
@Arnyn : 0

[Lady of Shadow]

"Bunnies?! In Mordor?! Not if I have anything to say about it!" Naelia thought to herself once she first got the news from her trusted Orcish helper, Orngor. It seemed the bunnies were running amok in the fields of Nurnen, and although the minioness didn't travel there much (she found her pet dragon, Drinch, collapsed near the Sea of Nurnen, apparently attacked by a swarm of Murder Hornets, whom Naelia herself had encountered when she was hunting down a thief who thought they could get away with taking something from the Dark Lands without permission), she thought that she ought to rid her native homeland of anything cute and cuddly (which she despised, like any minion).

Taking her trusty whip with her, she saw one of the targets trying to hide from her once she had been spotted, and since she didn't think to take something to catch them with, decided to use her travelling cloak as a way to nab them (minions often used what they could, even if it wasn't what they were originally planning, because sometimes things got forgotten when in a haste to get to certain places, as the minioness had learned on countless occasions).

"Got you, you little creature that my nuisance of a half-sister would fawn over!" Naelia nearly shouted at the creature as she saw something move underneath her travelling cloak, and hoped she managed to capture one of the bunnies running around a land whose only use for them would be to serve them as a meal for the countless prisoners they enslaved.

[Fuin Elda]

Food was food that was all the brothers had to say about that. They waddled into the black lands and took a look at the woman that was there shouting something or other and gave a shake of their heads. Shouting tended to not be the way to go with bunnies. However there were plenty of them, after all there weren't too many things that naturally ate them though orcs did tend to eat what ever they could get their hands on... So how they had gotten so prolific was well it was impressive really.

Hob, Bob, and Reginald the third for their part went and stole a net from one of the ships abandoned by the sea of Nurn (well they thought it abandoned - there very likely is some poor sap of a fisherman crying for his fishing net) to use it to try to capture the bunnies.

[Arnyn]

Aragorn had always been partial to the fields of Nurn - in fact, he could see a holiday home on the shores of the lake some day. Not necessarily his home, but just... someone's. He had come armed with several things to try and catch a good number of bunnies. The lady Arwen was pregnant, and she had the munchies.

Also, she was supposedly sick of rabbit food. So, perhaps eating the little critters themselves rather than their food, was more acceptable.

"Here, bunny!" he cooed one of the bunnies in sight, crouching down in his ranger gear, holding out some athelas. You caught more bunnies with kingsfoil than actual weapons... right?

[Silky Gooseness]

Edit to add: you may use a different weapon every round! Thank you for suggesting, Arnyn.

UPDATE ONE

@Lady of Shadow You rolled a 1 and you have bagged a bunny!
@Fuin Elda You rolled a 3 and you bagged a bunny: but the bunny (which is almost as large as you) takes a shine to Reginald and starts making eyes at him through the net. Oh no. What do you do?
@Arnyn You rolled a 6! The bunny is not at all interested in your athelas and begins shaking its head and making a signal for something else… what could it possibly be asking for?!

BUNNY COUNT

@Lady of Shadow : 1
@Fuin Elda : 1
@Arnyn : 0

[Arnyn]

Intrigued by the bunny, which didn't at all care for his favorite weed, but did seem interested in something else, Aragorn frowned. "Hmm," he nodded slowly, trying to interpret the bunny's signals. This one was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, jumping around and signalling in all enthusiasm for... "What is it?" Aragorn mumbled. "What would you like, little fellow?" He drew some lembas from his pocket. "Elvish waybread?"
Perhaps Arwen wanted to eat something that had eaten Elven food instead of rabbit food?

[Fuin Elda]

Reginald being of sound mind and body took one look at the bunny making eyes at him and sidled up as his brother held the stolen net keeping her? Pretty sure it was a her... In place he batted his eye back snuggled up and when it was least expected bit the rabbit right on the neck hard enough to puncture important bits before scuttling away before he got thrashed by the claws on its feet. A few moments later Bertha the bunny was bled and stuffed in the sack to be cleaned with the rest of the rabbits they caught though Reginald hauling the sack around was quite funny as Hob and Bob ran off ahead to see if they could get yet another bunny.

[Drífa]

Shilly Shally the orc was a colossal creature; he was gentler than his fellow orcs and never quite sure of anything. He had seen a bunny not long ago and was uncertain whether or not he should cotch it to pet (for he likes to pet soft things) or rip it apart and eat it. He got himself a dirty brown sack and was near where he had seen the bunny last. Shilly Shally thought if he did cotch it, he would decide what to do. Hunching down behind a boulder waiting, Shilly forgot what he was supposed to consider and began going over it again.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Two

@Arnyn you roll a 3 and you have caught your bunny! However, it appears to be REALLY into the lembas. In fact, it dives into your shirt and begins burrowing around inside your clothes looking for MOOOOORE. What on Arda do you do?

@Fuin Elda you roll a 3 and you bag a second bunny! Oh no, it turned out that Bertha Bunny had an admirer of her own - a big buck bunny who is not only deeply offended that she would take a shine to a horrible raccoon but is dreadfully upset that Bertha has been ummmm taken out of the picture. How do you deal with him?

@Drifa You roll a 1 and you get a bunny in the bag!

BUNNY COUNT

@Lady of Shadow: 1
@Fuin Elda: 2
@Arnyn: 1
@Drifa: 1

[Drífa]

The dirty sack bounced about in Shilly's big fist. He had cotched a bunny! He couldn't remember why he was after rabbits, but he had cotched one. Ballooning out his vast chest with pride, he brought the bag up to his face and sniffed it. Was he going to eat it or pet it? It took him some time to decide, for he kept forgetting what he was choosing, but finally, he did make up his mind and reached his huge hand into the bag and began to stroke the bunny non to gently. As he did so (the small creature sneezing and snorting in displeasure), he thought it would be jolly fun to have another bunny to pet (or eat if he gots hungry). And so he hunched down again and waited for another one to appear.

[Fuin Elda]

IT seems Bertha had a boyfriend, or at least someone that thought they were her boyfriend. Reginald decided to name this very very angry looking absolute UNIT of a bunny George. HE even thrashed around to start wrecking the net. Horrible creatures Reginald thought, though they were good for stew. He wasn't sure where he'd heard that before but that's what he was going to do with them... Though these were big enough... Roast bunny? With salt? But where would he find a decent salt source. It wasn't like there was a hobbit wandering around these spice foresaken plains with a box of salt or was there? Didn't matter had to kill the George first. George Reginald could not get near fortunately though there were ways and Reginald was not as kind as one would think.

He found some abandoned weapon left behind by an orc? Oh nope there was the orc body someone didn't sing along well enough to the marching song it seemed. All the better for them. And soon George joined Bertha the bunny. With the net partially wrecked they patched it up with some of the leather rags from the dead orc and went to try to get another bunny.

[Arnyn]

It didn't really feel like he had caught the bunny. Rather, the bunny had deemed him to be an appropriate food source. Aragorn laughed as the animal started digging into his clothes. "Alright, alright!" he exclaimed, laughing still. "There is more where that came from... no need to worry, little one." A thought struck him. He located the bunny and lifted it by the skin of it's neck. He held out another piece of lembas. "Now, this is the last one you get. We don't want you to get puffy. But stick with me, and you will get more later. Do you have any friends who might also be interested?" The Ranger tucked the bunny into a comfy pocket and dropped the lembas in there, as well. Producing another piece, he looked around the thicket. "Heeeeere, bunny bunnies! Any bunnies who want to get their munchies on?"

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Three

@Drifa you roll a 6! You don’t see a bunny emerging from anywhere, but you do smell an interesting scent on the breeze and decide to follow it. What is it and what do you find?

@Fuin Elda you roll a 3! You’ve successfully found another bunny! This one is quite alarmed by the scent of the dead bunnies and hares off - to catch it you must disguise your scent, how do you do it?

@Arnyn you roll a 4! Another bunny throws itself at your stores of lembas. But wait, it’s not just eating the lembas - it’s rifling through all your possessions and throwing them to the ground. What does it find?

BUNNY COUNT

@Lady of Shadow 1
@Fuin Elda 3
@Arnyn 2
@Drifa 1

[Arnyn]

Enormously pleased that another bunny had shown itself and, moreover, was so unafraid in its approach, Aragorn considered perhaps not letting his Lady eat the cute little critters. When the bunny started finding more than his hidden lembas, he first held out his hands as to stop the little creature, but then he reconsidered, sighed, and just laughed as the bunny started showering the grass around him with items from his pockets. Flint and tinder, his travel sewing kit, a piece of rope... His waterskin was attacked to his belt, so the bunny couldn't get at that, but it also found an apple, his pipe, and some wrapped up pipeweed. "Now, now," Aragorn laughed, "Don't tell me you want to have a smoke in addition to the lembas?"

Shaking his head, he gently grabbed the second bunny and deposited it into another pocket, dropping some lembas after it. He patiently gathered his possessions again, and took a deep breath. He dared not lure more bunnies in with lembas. He kind of wanted to keep the bunnies he had - so he needed to make sure he had more waybread for them later. He got the strange feeling it was like a drug to them, but he pushed that thought away. He couldn't be responsible for turning two cute little bunnies into addicts.

He tied the rope into a small lasso, and his grey eyes peered around, looking for a third bunny. He had some practice with larger animals. Perhaps he could hone his skills!

[Eruedraith]

They were everywhere. Durak shouted to his manservant companion Belfast to rise and shine, it was breakfast time. Belfast owed a debt he was not able to pay back to some shady characters from the far east, and in turn, he was captured and sold off to Durak the Grinder. "You've never been worth the trouble of dragging you along, Belfast, do you know that?" Durak snarled, kicking at the heavy chain he forced Belfast to carry around for no reason other than he thought it would keep him from running. It wasn't that the chain was long, or constantly in his grip, nay, rather it was five massive iron links used for fortress doors hung over around his shoulders like a neckerchief. "My Orc Brother Snarlblat used to say "Early to rise, early to eat." and rabbits are what's on the menu." Durak pointed out, as Belfast rolled up his bed roll. He hadn't slept well that night, as a herd of rabbits went trampling over him, as if he was just not there, in the dark lands of Nurn.

"Durak, shall I go and try to fetch us a cony?" whimpered Belfast. Durak immediately snapped back "What do you think I woke you for? Go fetch me a rabbit, I want a delicious stew brewing by this afternoon!" Durak pointed his finger out towards the fields, as Belfast slumped away, accepting his lot in life, thinking only of the tasty stew that he would also get to enjoy. One attempt after another, he would slink up to a group of them, hoping, begging, praying they would not become aware of his presence until it was too late. He would then pounce on them, trying to grab for an ear or a leg, anything to keep from what happens if Durak the Grinder didn't get his rabbit stew. "And a lucky rabbits foot, they are lucky you know!" he could hear Durak snap from a distance. "Get a lot of money for a bunch of lucky rabbits feets down at the Gorge" Durak said to himself, munching on maggoty bread, not because he couldn't afford non-maggoty bread, he actually preferred it.

[Fuin Elda]

There was no water where the bunnies were to be found. Quite disappointing for the raccoons since quite frankly the would prefer to wash themselves and the bunny bodies before eating them. Reginald for his part perhaps smelt the strongest of all the raccoons in terms of bunny blood due to having dispatched both of the bunnies that they had caught up until this point.

He looked at the bunny that in the net and decided that doing anything before he cleaned himself up a bit to get the smell off of him. He'd heard of dust baths before and quickly found some black dusty sand and began scrubbing and rolling his hands about in the fine inky dust. Soon his hands were blood free, and he was if anything more menacing looking than before. He didn't smell.... better necessarily but he didn't smell like bunny blood. Also he blended in a bit better and was able to sneak up on the bunny from behind that his brothers had kept in the stolen net and add it to their collection of bunny bodies in a sack.

[Lady of Shadow]

"Got one!" Naelia nearly shouted, as she retrieved her travelling cloak and saw another one try to sneak by her when she was distracted. "Oh no you don't, you pathetic little creature!" the minioness thought to herself as she began to follow the second bunny. Since these were the creatures someone like Lathana would coo over, she was beginning to wonder whether that nuisance half-sister of hers set these creatures free in the fields of Nurnen as some sort of distraction, whilst she tried for the umpteenth time to get back to her homeland in Northern Mirkwood. "But why would she want to go back there?! She has no more family there, since our mother paid the price for trying to take me away?!" Naelia often didn't understand the motivations of many of the free peoples of Middle-earth, and Lathana was no exception.

Whilst lost in thought, the bunny she had spotted just after she bagged the first one thought that he or she could sneak past the minioness in the process. BIg mistake! Naelia jumped on him or her before it had the chance to get away. "Got another of these cute little creatures that have no business in the Dark Land, whether they were released as a distraction or not!" the minioness seemed proud of herself for getting the hang of this little game, even if there was the slightest chance she missed and bagged something else (like another person that was also trying to capture the bunnies and got a little too close), but she was willing to take that chance to rid her homeland of these disgusting little creatures that she would rather serve as a local cuisine in one of Mordor's famous "watering holes" as she liked to call them.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Four

@Arnyn: you collect up all your items and bunnies and try a new method - hunting with a lasso! Unfortunately, skilled hunter though you are, you’ve rolled a 6 and no bunnies this time. However, you have attracted the attention of a couple of crows, intrigued by your rope - and now by your bag of bunnies. Defend them!

@Eruedraith you have rolled a 1, and have successfully caught your first coney!

@Fuin Elda you have rolled a 1, and have caught yet another bunny!

@Lady of Shadow you have rolled a 4 and caught a bunny! Hooray! But jumping on it had brought you into close proximity and you realise the bunny had fleas which are now trying to jump onto YOU. Oh no, what do you do?

BUNNY COUNT

@Lady of Shadow: 2
@Fuin Elda: 4
@Arnyn: 2
@Drifa: 1
@Eruedraith: 1

[Csevet Aisava]

Although the Dark Lord's newest enterprise did not offer vacation time (paid, unpaid, or otherwise), the Intern — whose real name was known to precious few walking Middle Earth — found herself frolicking through the fields of Nurnen all the same. Her mission was to track down and devour as many bunnies as she could, and she embraced it wholeheartedly. Cute and cuddly things, in Mordor? Not today!

As a point of pride, she carried naught but her claws and her teeth. Taking up a strategic position on a rocky overhang, she crouched down to watch for any hint of movement, hungering eyes aglow.

It didn't take long.

With a delighted hiss she sprang from her perch, claws extended, yawning maw opening wide to reveal razor-sharp rows of laminate teeth, polished to a deadly gleam. In moments she'd fall upon that spot where she'd seen the bunny, that irritatingly cuddly yet scrumptious little morsel...

[Eruedraith]

"I'm out of maggoty bread, Belfast, you better have brought me a rabbit!" snapped Durak the Grinder to his manservant Belfast. Belfast was returning with quite the dusty outfit, and stained knees, but with a handful of hare. "I caught one, sir, he shall be perfect for the" and at that, Durak snatched the rabbit from Belfasts trembling hands and began taking large, ripping bites out the creature, almost as if Belfast wasn't even there. They then locked eyes for a moment, as Durak was vigorously chewing, and as Belfast went to speak, Durak spit out a large chunk of hair onto Belfasts tattered vest. "This one cony ain't gonna do it", snarled Durak, "Go fetch us a few more, we're gonna need a bunch of big ones for a decent stew, the more, the better. And snap to it, I'm starving!" Taking another hefty, shredding bite, he turned away from Belfast, expecting him to complete his task.

Belfast sighed, peeked into the sky, dusted his pants and went back out there into the field. "The more I catch, the more meat I'll get as well" he thought, staring out over the hilly ground. Spotting one who peaked his head out of a nearby glen, he made chase, making a mad dash towards the creature, running, as fast as his legs could carry him, he came to a small ditch, where the rabbit had hesitated. He leaped forward with all his might, hoping to catch the rabbit before he could pounce away across the ditch.

[Drífa]

Having waited for what seemed a long time, Shilly forgot why he did so. Raising from his haunches to his full height, he suddenly cotched an odoriferous scent that made his wide flat nostrils tingle with pleasure. He sniffed the air, left his hiding spot behind the boulder, and followed his nose, never forgetting once what he was doing due to the scent of the breeze. As he lumbered over the ashen terrain, the smell became more robust; he suddenly stopped short and looked down at what his nose had found him. A dirty brown cloth lay on the ground half-open, exposing a loaf of stale bread and a hunk of slimy yellowish meat (its scent made his nostrils tingle once more). Someone had lost their lunch. Shilly grabbed up the cloth in his big paw, hiding it in his dirty tunic for later. Of course, he had forgotten that he could get in trouble for stealing. And shortly, he forgot what he had hidden.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Five

@Csevet Aisava : You roll a 2 and successfully catch your first bunny! Yum.

@Eruedraith: you roll a 6! Alas, the bunny gets away from you - and you fall into the ditch yourself. Oops. How do you get out?

@Drifa - you roll a 4! As well as finding some, uh, food, you have also caught another bunny! But as well as the bunny you’ve attracted the attention of several ravens who are after that disgusting meat you put down your shirt and forgot about. What to do??

BUNNYBOARD


@Lady of Shadow: 2
@Fuin Elda: 4
@Arnyn: 2
@Drifa: 2
@Eruedraith: 1
@Csevet Aisava: 1

[Drífa]

Shilly found the sky full of black specs and realized it was birds. Ravens, to be exact, and they were flying right at him. They grew more significant as they neared him. He couldn't remember why, but his tunic was wet (the rotten meat having become very rancid and drippy) and reeked horribly. The birds had cotched this scent and eyed the orc's tunic greedily. Luckily for Shilly Shally, a little brown, terrified-looking bunny jumped across his path at that moment. He bent down quickly for such a colossal creature and snatched up the rabbit. In doing so, the rotten meat wrapped in the cloth slipped from his tunic. He stared at it for a moment, wondering what it was, for he had forgotten all about it. It wasn't long before the ravens had it ripped apart.

Shilly looked at the squealing rabbit in his big hand and grinned. He had cotched him another, something nice and soft to pet or eat. He moved off, shoving the warm bunny in his stinky tunic, forgetting what he had cotched again.

[Eruedraith]

"AHHHH!" yelled Belfast, as he had been chasing this fat, ripe rabbit for about four minutes solid, and as the bunny had disappeared behind a particular hill, he was just close enough to dive for an ear. Unfortunately for Belfast, the hare had made a sharp turn, for the cliff face on the other side of the hill. Down he went, into the rocks, scraping up his hands and left knee, and his right ankle became twisted. Once the dust settled, and he was able to catch the wind that had been knocked from him, the ravine echoed with the sound of his pitiful cries.

"He...HELP!" he howled, out into the warm air of the day. He was alone, as he looked around and found that he had fallen into a ditch. "My Knee! My Ankle!" he thought, breathing hard through his teeth.

"Belfast! BELFAST!" he could hear being echoed above his head, the roar of Durak the Grinder thundering across the area. "I'M STARVIN'! WHERE'S ME HARE?!" Durak took notice of the silence, and regrettingly stood up from the fireside to go and find his manservant. "He...Hel...Help Me! OH...What was that?" Belfast cried, as he was startled by a few rocks that tumbled down the cliff side.

"There are no hares down there, Belfast! What are you doing, I'm starving!" Durak braced himself, and stuck his axe down into the ravine, for Belfast to grab on, hinting he would lift him out. At first, Durak struggled, but with a fierce roar, he pulled at Belfast, until he had fell at Duraks feet. Durak picked Belfast up from under his arms, helping him and keeping him on his feet. "Than..Thank you, Sir." replied Belfast, who took a moment to wipe the dust from his pants. He also took a moment to gently roll his ankles, and bend his knees. "I will try again, my lord" Belfast said confidently to Durak, who had almost seemed impressed. Durak nodded and began walking back to camp, and Belfast walked back out into the field in the hopes of catching another.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Six

@Drifa rolls a 2 and you catch another bunny!

@Eruedraith oh no! You roll a 5 - the bunny gets away! Poor Belfast.

BUNNYBOARD

@Lady of Shadow: 2
@Fuin Elda: 4
@Arnyn: 2
@Drifa: 3
@Eruedraith: 1
@Csevet Aisava: 1

[Drífa]

Shilly cotched another bunny!! He had the first one he cotched in the stinky pocket of his tunic. He couldn't bring himself to eat it, and it was so soft and pettable. But, he had rubbed it with his big hands too roughly and now it didn't move much, and it was beginning to become quite stiff and not so soft anymore. But he had forgotten all about that bunny. He had a fresh one now. Although the bunny bit Shilly's hand and the big orc pinched its nose hard, it suddenly stopped moving too, soon to be not so fresh anymore. He shoved this bunny in with the other one when suddenly his stomach gave out a tremendous growl. He knew what that meant. He was hungry. Having already forgotten that he had two bunnies in his pocket, he lumbered off in search of something to eat.

[Fuin Elda]

Well they'd managed to catch a goodly number of bunnies but there was always room for more in the sack. Of course it would be good if they could get too more mostly because then each of them would be able to have two bunnies to munch on each and they wouldn't have to fight over who got what (well they still likely would do that because the bunnies were different sizes but for now they weren't actually thinking of that) With that Hob and Bob held up the net they they'd been using and Reginald went to work trying to drive a bunny into the net.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update 7

@Drifa rolls a 3! As well as your two smothered bunnies (oh dear), you’ve managed to catch another one. But as your tunic is extra stinky now, you hear a howling in the distance - it appears that although the ravens have given up, you’re now being hunted by a pack of wargs. What do you do?

@Fuin Elda you roll a 2 and have caught another bunny! Well done!

BUNNYBOARD

@Lady of Shadow: 2
@Fuin Elda: 5
@Arnyn: 2
@Drifa: 4
@Eruedraith: 1
@Csevet Aisava: 1

[Fuin Elda]

Perfect timing indeed! The brothers celebrated a bunny catching victory by putting bunny number 5 which meant that they were really only one short of having two bunnies for each of them now which of course also meant if they did not catch another bunny there would be an even bigger fight about how to split 5 rabbits among three raccoons. The math just did not work well that was for certain at least not in their raccoon brains it did not so they set up the trap again seeing that there were still a good number of bunnies to be caught they decided to go for 6 bunnies.

Of course there was always the chance that they might manage to get far more than 6 bunnies in total too... They'd be eating like kings then.

[Drífa]

The two stiff bunnies poked Shilly in the ribs in his stinky tunic, reminding him that they were there. He was about to take one out and crunch its bones when another bunny hopped into his path. He lunged at it and cotched it in his massive hands. He was big blubber of an orc, but he was fast. Unfortunately, his speed caused him to crush the little bunny's neck, killing it instantly. He shrugged his shoulders and bit off its head. His stomach had growled a command, and he obeyed. He never forgot when his stomach was doing the talking. As he chewed the head (fur, bones, and all), he heard the sound of howling.

'Poochies!' he uttered excitedly with bits of furry spittle flying from his mouth.

He dropped the headless bunny and clambered up a high rock that led to a cliff wall and higher rocks. He knew better, although he could not remember why the poochies were not as easy to pet as soft bunnies; scars on his arm and hands from their bites gave him no clue. Still, he would have liked it. They had lines of drool coming from their mouths that flung everywhere when they howled and growled and barked at him, which amused him. He tried to drool like them, but he usually spat all over his dirty tunic, soaking it.

As a group of wargs came into the clearing, Shilly almost jumped down to join them (forgetting why he shouldn't), then changed his mind and, taking from his tunic the stiff bunnies, launched them at the creatures. He hit one in the ear and another on the nose, causing them to howl, drool, and jump at Shilly. He laughed at their antics and then threw a few stones and sticks at them. But, he soon forgot what was so amusing and yawned suddenly. Lying down on the ledge, he fell asleep to the sound of the snarling pooches below.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Eight. Apologies!! I thought I had posted this but my mobile ate it.

@Fuin Elda You roll a 5! Dangit, bunny got away!

@Drifa rolls a 1. Another bunny for you to cronch!

BUNNYBOARD

@Lady of Shadow: 2
@Fuin Elda: 5
@Arnyn: 2
@Drifa: 5
@Eruedraith: 1
@Csevet Aisava: 1

Drifa and Fuin now neck and neck!

[Drífa]

Shilly opened one eye. The howling and unrest of the wild wargs had stopped. A fine mist of grey ash was falling from the sky (apparently, Mount Doom had hiccupped again). It covered the giant orc's face and body; it felt cozy, and he was happy to lie on the rock shelf (he had forgotten why he was lying there but did not care) and listen to the sounds around him while petting the bunny. He had cotched another one.

As he lay asleep, a bunny hopped onto his chest. The big orc's hand impulsively reached to stroke it, capturing it. The squealing of the rabbit woke Shilly up. At first, he couldn't remember what the sound was. Then as his hand moved over the soft fur, he recalled.
'Bunny!' he grunted as he petted harder, content to do so as he lay with the warm ash covering him. But soon, he had rubbed too vigorously, and the squealing stopped and the frantic efforts of the rabbit faded away.

[Silky Gooseness]

Update Nine

@Drifa rolls a 5 - the bunny slips out of your clutches and bounds away!

BUNNYBOARD

@Lady of Shadow: 2
@Fuin Elda: 5
@Arnyn: 2
@Drifa: 5
@Eruedraith: 1
@Csevet Aisava: 1

Drifa and Fuin Still neck and neck!