She awoke in the green light of the forest with no idea where or who she was. The shafts of light that pierced to trees created spots of green on her golden fur. The girl sat up, scratching herself behind the ears, brushing the dirt off of her clothes. She looked around, maybe someone who knew her was sitting nearby, perhaps fallen asleep while waiting for their friend or loved one to wake up, but no one was in sight. She lifted her form off the ground, brushing the dirt off of her tail and the seat of her pants. The girl noticed some water, and headed towards it. It was puddle, reflective and clear. In it was her reflection, her face, covered in golden fur, mouse-like.

She didn't know what she was, but she guessed she was a mouse, she had no memory of her past, she knew nothing, not her name, her mother's face, or where she lived. All she had, and she saw it now in her reflection, was a locket. She picked up the locket, feeling it with her fingertips. Then she lifted it up to where she could see it. It was made of gold, with delicate designs all around it. Carefully, she opened it with shaky paws. Out fell a tiny piece of paper which landed on her foot-paw. Leaning over, the girl picked it up and unfolded it. On it were the words: "Kitar, go to Redwall." She figured that Kitar was her name, but she had no idea who or what Redwall, she thought it was a what, was.

Kitar stroked her face fur as she wondered what to do. Redwall, what ever that might be, was a strange name to her. She looked at her reflection in the puddle, taking in her appearance. She wore a purple shirt which fit loosely over her body, and a pair of pants which were dark green and also were rather loose. She shrugged. She didn't care what she looked like, she was alive, and considering that she didn't know what happened to her that was a very good thing. Turning and looking around, Kitar saw a path through the trees. Not stopping to wonder what that path might lead to, she headed towards it. She knew she had to leave this place, where she had begun her new life, not knowing what her old life was, and learn who she was.