Zorilla book 4: bloodbath

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Tilly walked up to the king as he stared down in alert. “Hello there it’s me your sister Tilly.” “Tilly
is that really you?” She nodded as the reply and Zipper leaped from his throne to hug his sister.
They let go and Zipper climbed back in his throne. “I missed you so much sis!” Said Zipper with
excitement. She smiled the said. “I missed you too.”
“I also can definitely defeat galora too.” Tilly Said. “Oh really?” Zipper barked. “Yeah they don’t
call me the weasel slayer for nothing.” Tilly replied. Sniggers started rising in the back and
Zipper curled his lip trying to hold in his giggles. Tilly began being aware of the laughs and gave
an annoyed look to Zipper. “What’s so funny?”
“You defeat galora what a load of phooey!” An opossum said in the back. Some opossums
muttered and chortled in agreement. “I can I was raised by weasels!” Tilly growled. “Listen sis
we just don’t think you’re worthy for it.” Zipper sighed. “Oh you’ll see I’ll be back for something
else other than Galora a bloodbath of insanity.” Tilly warned. “Listen all of you to my warning
death will come sooner then you think.” Tilly held up a finger and pretended to slice her throat.
Cosmo bursted in the door with an angered expression. He went up to Zipper and thrusted a
paper in front of him. “Look at this we are running out of clean water!” Cosmo growled. Tilly
didn’t want to stay and finish the conversation instead she stomped through the hallway but
paused at the picture on the wall. It showed winter and Zipper with 2 joeies below them. “So
that’s Zipper’s children.” She smirk. “Looks like we are going to have a happy little accident.”
She hissed and torn the picture to show the little female opossum cut in half.
Midnight picked up a fiddle in music class and slowly walked over to Jasmine who was talking to
another opossum. “Hey midnight!” Jasmine greeted. The other opossum beside her recoiled
and waved in fear. “Hey jasmine interested in the flute I see.” Midnight Said. “Yeah I can play
this song!” Jasmine held up her flute with pride and started playing a nice little tune with it.
“That’s awesome.” The other opossum smiled. “Thanks melody oh wait melody come meet my
new best friend Midnight!” Jasmine winced at the strange expression Midnight had.
“Hello I’m melody and you must be Midnight I heard much about you.” Said melody with a
soothing voice. “I’m Midnight and I really like your voice.” Midnight extolled. “Thanks but I don’t
really have an interest in singing it’s mainly my annoying brother Oliver who sings way too
much.” Melody chuckled. “Oh man yeah Oliver is the worst at singing!” Jasmine laughed. “He
sounds like a Goose that attempted to sing like the raccoon band smoke!” Smoke was a rock
band of raccoons that play in the nightclub in the ally.
He 3 friends laughed at Jasmine’s joke and listened to the teacher teach about the
fundamentals of music notes and other common information. Midnight was heart warmed by the
fact Jasmine called her best friend. She knew the rest of the year with her friends would be
awesome. Midnight felt a piece of paper hit her cheek. She picked it up and read it in her mind:
want to come in the castle still? Midnight turned to Jasmine who