Choose your Warren

Choose your Warren
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  Marshal carefully eyed Blackdew through narrowed eyes.
  "What do you want?" he asked in a harsh tone. Blackdew ignored his tone and hopped a couple steps more.
  "I want you to tell me where you have Smudge," Blackdew spoke. He looked from side to side. "My fighters have been saying you have stolen him. Is this true?"
  "I'm afriad, yes," Marshal replied through gritted teeth.
  "Why have you taken him?" Blackdew drove his claws in the ground. Marshal stared into Blackdew's beady red eyes.
  "He was tresspassing. Trying to mate with my daughter." Marshal turned around to gaze at Thumper, who was sitting a couple hops away.
  "I say, Marshal, I thought rabbits were supposed to mate, in order for us to survive." Blackdew started hopping in a circle around Marshal.
  "We mate with rabbits in our own warren," Marshal sneered. Blackdew simply let out a chuckle.
  "You foolish rabbit. Here, bring Smudge to me, I wish to have a word with him." Velvet hopped up from behind Marshal.
  "Do you want me to get him, father?" he asked, glaring at Blackdew.
  "If you may, Velvet. Make sure Lulu is safe while you're there." Velvet nodded his head and bounded away towards the burrow.
  "I didn't know you had little babies doing your dirty work," joked Blackdew. "I thought you wanted big, and strong rabbits." Blackdew mockingly puffed out his chest. Marshal dug his claws into the dirt.
  "He's not little!" he snapped. Just then, Velvet hopped in with Smudge closely following him. Smudge stopped in front of Thumper and touched noses with her before continuing towards the two cheif rabbits.
  "So tell me, Smudge," started Blackdew. "Why did you venture away from the burrow the other night?" Blackdew hopped over to his lead fighter rabbit.
  "I smelled some delicious coltsfoot, but then I got sidetracked..." he glanced over at Thumper.
  "You dare try to mate with my daughter?" Marshal stamped his feet. Smudge jumped a little. Blackdew sneered.
  "So, Smudge, I must ask you something." Smudge looked at his cheif. Blackdew hopped in front of his face. His breath smelt like rotting flesh. Blackdew breathed in before speaking once again.
  "It's your choice. Smudge. Either you come back to your own warren, or you stay with these mangy housepets! It's your decision!"