Starglint found the trail easily. With the season of lust upon them all, the female was passing plenty of water in their trip, and her pheromone nectar made for an easy path for the boar. A day and a half passed by when he caught up with them. Two badgers by a small campfire and a tent. Starglint kept to the shadows, not moving a muscle as he observed the two.
Both of them sat naked by the fire, their clothes hung to dry, still caked in the mud. Starglint nodded, neither were experienced travelers, or at least not more than road work. The smell of cooked fish and berries, as well as a potato soup assaulted the warrior's nose, making his empty belly grumble loudly. Were he not to breed the sow, perhaps he might at least get a meal out of the meeting.
Starglint strode into the campsite proudly, making both jump, startled, but with his entrance being fanfared by the snapping of twigs and the rustle of leaves, they observed the massive, muscular badger entering their campsite. The male was tall, like Starglint, but thin and wiry. He would have thought it from traveling were it not for his sister, a relatively plump badger sow, not obese, but with plenty of curves, strong, childbearing hips and ample breasts, as well as a padded rump and soft belly. Starglint made sure his cloak covered his crotch before sitting down on the ground, greeting them both. "Hail, friends. I'm Starglint, another weary traveler like yourselves. I saw your fire and hoped I might share your warmth, perhaps some of your food as well."
"Satan's teeth, we thought you were one of the weasels." the male said. "I'm Elvon, and that's Patience. We've been in these woods for the last week, haven't found any landmark to help tell us where we are." He said, looking up at their new visitor. Patience blushed slightly, crossing her legs slightly, staring at Starglint with a hungry look.
"Well, you're in Mossflower wood, about a day's trek from Redwall Abbey to the east. They would be more than helpful to outfit you with things you need, map and directions." Starglint said. His stomach overpowered his genitals as he moved to eye the food that was prepared. "You wouldn't happen to have enough for three? Iron rations are hard on the teeth after so long." Both Elvon and Patience nodded in approval as Starglint produced a wooden cup to scoop in some of the soup.
Elvon looked over the weapon strapped to Starglint's back, "That's quite a blade you've got there. Not sure I could heft that with three hands." he admitted, blushing. Starglint chuckled, licking the side of his cup clean of soup before reaching to take off the sword. Five feet of steel was hoisted over the flames, as ebon as a newborn's eye.
"The bastard sword Efreeti, named after the fire spirits of a land far, far to the south. My mother gave it to me before I was sent wandering. Makes for good... rat control." he laughed, resheathing his weapon before downing the rest of his soup. "So, Elvon, Patience. What brings you to Mossflower wood, so haphazardly?"
Patience, who had been quiet all this time, finally spoke, "We've fled from our home because those there don't approve of our relationship." Her voice was sweet, as Starglint rested his hand upon his chin, looking over the sow.
"Really? Why's that?"
"Well..." Patience started..
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