The gang sat round the cozy fire, snacking, toasting chestnuts and reminiscing about the latest fight. "Three gangs, that was heavy." muttered the new hedgehog Prickles. "The two of the main Royalists and a new gang in the neighbourhood, Pi-rats, they had a lot of style" Martyn the mouse mage added. "Bien to 'ave a new target," giggled Arimouse the mouseketeer with a grin. Nibble McPhee, the new mouse highlander in teh gang, lived up to his name with his chestnut, "Seven rats, unusual. Coming in from our right." "The Royalists were opposite us, those two birds, Bobby the hound and Bucky the hare, a new weasel with a nasty club, plus Rackness the racoon hunter." "Sir Oliphant's warband on our left, all ten, and Syd and Synthia nearest to us" Pebbles added from her chair, one leg strapped up and on a stool. Straight away, Flash looked up from his drink, "Derek the archer moved up quickly, glad I got a shot off at ...