General Nigel T. Twitchwhisker concluded his inspection of the perimeter with a growing sense of displeasure. The situation was even worse than the reports from his field commanders suggested.
He found the troops soft and unmotivated. The defensive emplacements and heavy weaponry were shoddy and in need of significant repairs. It was preposterous to think they could stand against the threat that drew closer with every passing hour. The Council must be told while there was still time!
Twitchwhisker had been unsure what the precise reaction of the council would be, but they had left him feeling both angry and stunned.
Councillor Crumbsnatch's sneer of contempt was ill-disguised as he offered his remarks.
"My dear General, had we known you were such a blatant alarmist, I can assure you we would have declined your posting here. The odd sighting of a crow or two is hardly cause for such concern."
Twitchwhisker had struggled to contain himself. "These are NOT isolated incidents, sir! We stand to face a very large, determined force. There can be no doubt. It's a murder of crows on a direct course towards our colony!"
The rest seemed every bit as willing as Crumbsnatch to ignore and downplay the inevitable. Even Lord Cecil Cheesesniff, his family's staunchest ally, was unwilling to accept the possibility of invasion.
Twitchwhisker left them and went to wait on the sagging battlements for the telltale flap of wings he knew was sure to come. He would meet HIS end not debating but fighting.
He found the troops soft and unmotivated. The defensive emplacements and heavy weaponry were shoddy and in need of significant repairs. It was preposterous to think they could stand against the threat that drew closer with every passing hour. The Council must be told while there was still time!
Twitchwhisker had been unsure what the precise reaction of the council would be, but they had left him feeling both angry and stunned.
Councillor Crumbsnatch's sneer of contempt was ill-disguised as he offered his remarks.
"My dear General, had we known you were such a blatant alarmist, I can assure you we would have declined your posting here. The odd sighting of a crow or two is hardly cause for such concern."
Twitchwhisker had struggled to contain himself. "These are NOT isolated incidents, sir! We stand to face a very large, determined force. There can be no doubt. It's a murder of crows on a direct course towards our colony!"
The rest seemed every bit as willing as Crumbsnatch to ignore and downplay the inevitable. Even Lord Cecil Cheesesniff, his family's staunchest ally, was unwilling to accept the possibility of invasion.
Twitchwhisker left them and went to wait on the sagging battlements for the telltale flap of wings he knew was sure to come. He would meet HIS end not debating but fighting.

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