Destruction
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this is how Aranta was pushed away from his home.
Disclaimer: I do not own redwall, but I do own all of the characters in this fic
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Destruction
It was near midnight. Aranta, his mother, and his father were all safe in bed.
or so they thought.
Skaralth, the weasel, and his vermin crew of fourscore, were waiting in the woods.
"Do we attack 'em yet, chief?" asked bluetail the rat. "shaddup fool! Do you want 'em to hear us? we'll attack 'em when I say so!" "wait 'till the Noonvale militia patrol passes, and then, we'll attack 'em!"
Carran, a new recruit in the Noonvale militia, asked "sir, we've been patrolling all night, and we haven't seen a thing." "don't worry, you'll be back in bed soon." said Plurba, the Noonvale chieftain. They passed by the vermin crew without so much as at the bushes, where Skaralth, and his vermin team were hiding.
"Now is the time!" said Skaralth. The vermin moved in silently on Aranta's homestead. Boom! Skaralth kicked down the door. the vermin poured in on Aranta's parents. Before they could say anything, they were dead. Run through by Skaralth and his viscious horde. they went rampaging through the house, stealing or breaking anything they could get their claws on.
Aranta heard everything. Tears ran down his cheecks as he thought of his mother and father. Then, he muttered to himself, "I must focus on getting away from here!"
"I have to warn the Noonvale chieftain!" He heard the vermin. They were right outside his door! They would be upon him any second! He grabbed his dagger and his bow and quiver, and crawled out the window. The Noonvale chieftain had to know before it was too late!