Call to Arms.- extended.
A shroud of silence settled upon the large courtroom, Shamus Jon limped towards the long table, a dog whod seen stared death in the face during his years of service to The Cause. No one heard the multicoloured ball roll of the table, stunned by the presence of the War Hero, Shamus Jon. Prince Apollo stood abruptly, steadying himself and settling his nerves, "Welcome Sir Shamus Jon" he said diligently.
Shamus Jon made no reply, making a glare of recognition towards the prince. He limped towards the vacant seat, maintaining his sure movements yet his wound ached, rest was calling. "I apologise to all for my lateness, my endurance and speed has forsaken me after all these years," he explained as he sat, the old chair made not a creek. "You have no reason to apologise, Brother, maybe the Prince could have given us an earlier call, seeing as the trouble has been imminent for quite some time," Sensei Boopadoo mocked, glancing towards the Prince. Jack the Bear sprang forth from his seat, "Dare not mock the Prince!" he warned defensively. Apollo waved down the Cocker Spaniel Guard, "My dear Sensei is indeed correct in his comment, the trouble in the Southlands has been brewing for quite some time," he paused impressed by his composure he continued, "Welcome Shamus, I am honoured you could join us on such short notice, I doubt your days of strength have run out, seeing as no normal mutt could have made it in time." "Lets leave the empty words, I have come as you requested of me, to discuss the issue at hand. I can see the situation must be serious, the presence of our company is a rare event indeed," Shamus Jon replied, noting all who were present at the table.
The Labrador Ambassador clears his throat, as he straightened in his seat, "As usual you speak the truth, Warrior King, in the pass months our scouts have reported that Simian forces have increased in number and have been terrorizing the Hound of the Southlands," he spoke with a strong Labradorian accent. Totally aware of the company in his presence he has chose his words carefully; the unity of all their forces would be necessary to fight the latest threat. A small side door opened and Terrier servants walked in carrying wine and bread. The Ambassador continued, Im sure you are all aware that this disturbance has shown its ugly head before, but this time it seems, our old friend Wolf Blood BarzooMonkey has returned from his quests to the east, Princess Regan WonderDog FluffyTail looked concerned, as did a few others at the table. As Prince Apollo has explained, his raids on the Southlands have been most horrid, our humble farm lands have been looted, and the farmer and their pups and wives slaughter. No one spared from their steel or sword, he added.
Shamus Jon took a sip of the wine, the Enchantress waved her tale at him, but he paid no attention. He spoke, It is most unfortunate, for any lives to be lost, let alone the innocent. That BarzooMonkey is trying to force our hands into combat; his recent adventures have indeed increased his cunningness. I suppose you have not sent any of the Sentry down to protect the lands? He swung his legendary Blade of Truth upon the table; its aura was awe inspiring. Unfortunately the roads to the South has been littered with ambush parties, my dear Shamus Jon, know that I have tried everything within my power to help the poor folk, Apollo sincerely explained, he had indeed tried his best, but even his highly trained Sentry were falling pray to the Wolves of Borzoo. His continued before the others could speak, It is from this I have sensed that the Wolves are planning on using the route to launch attacks further North. This is why I have called upon all of you assistance, as my late father Zeus the Speed Paw, has helped you in the Days of Chaos, I hope you will help me to protect his empire.
Your father was a most great dog, Im sure everyone here remembers his deeds, Chocolate wisely said
