A/N Okay, here I was, sitting on the floor in front of my boom box,
listening to the Spirited Away soundtrack, for inspiration of ideas, for I
was completely dry of them, and when this seriously random thought bursts
into my head like exploding popcorn:
Why not do a sequel to your favorite Redwall story you've done, Song of a Shadow?
I'd never really thought of it, but it kind of made sense. People are doing it all the time on ff.net. Also, I've got this brain-splitting headache and can only relieve it by writing. So I'm doing this.
Be sure to of read Song of a Shadow first, though. It might help a bit. You know, with getting the gist of what happened in the first place.
Also, one of my reviewers in Song of a Shadow said that wolves don't live in the UK. I can't help that, and I didn't research the UK before writing that. So live with it. Unless someone wants to import wolves over there.
Have fun reading! Please review!
(Begin Story, Chapter One)
Shadowsong StarGlaive the wolf of Redwall Abbey peered over the walltops, her second namesake, her glaive, clenched tight in her ebon- colored paw. Her amber eyes missed nothing in the woods. Dusk was coming, and she was checking for any stray Redwallers locked out of the gates.
After a minute, the wolf nodded, and went down into the Abbey building, where dinner was being served.
"Oi! Shadowsong! Over here!" A golden furred mouse, by the name of Nimbalo, waved. "Come on, the meal's nearly started, and put down that great whacking weapon. You going to try and use it for a knife?" He chuckled at his own joke.
Shadowsong grinned and laid her weapon down on the floor, also her rapier and two daggers. Her sling stayed on her waist, as it always did. She sat down on the left side of Nimbalo, because on the right side was a large, tough otter, called Deyna, formerly Taggerung of the Juska.
"Hello, Shadowsong. Any Redwallers out there?"
The black wolf shook her head. "No. If there is, they know to come around to the east gate."
Conversation flowed in between the chairs of the Great Hall, from rustic molespeech to the babyish talk of Dibbuns.
"Burr aye, Shaddersawg, how goies urr walltop checking?"
"Great, Brull. No sign of vermin either. Seems to be a great summer so far."
"I smell apple flans with honey! Is that the main course tonight, Rosabel?"
"So I've heard, Brother Hoben. Filorn Ottermum said that blackberry cobbler is for dessert, with strawberry cordial as the drink. Sounds good, eh?"
"I say, wot wot, sounds jolly tasty!"
"You'd scoff the whole thing if you didn't have a small plate for dessert, Boorab."
"Hmph! Quite right, my mousywhiskers chap!"
The current Abbess, Mhera, rapped a spoon on the table, shouting, "Silence for the prayer!"
The creatures of Redwall Abbey bowed their heads in unison as the Abbess began the prayer.
"Squirrels, otters, hedgehogs mice,
Moles with fur like sable
Gathered in good spirits all
Round this festive table
Sit we down to eat and drink
Friends, before, we do, let's think
Fruit of forest, field and banks
To the summertime we give thanks." (A/N In the book Mossflower, it says 'springtime' but in here it's summer, so just go with it. I can't rhyme for Pete's sake, so I got Mossflower out of my bookshelf and looked.)
One mousebabe, Trey, said with indignity, "You didn't menshun wolfs, Muvver Abbess!"
The otter shrugged. "Well, that was in our Abbey records, I really can't help it. Just add wolves there in your imagination."
Trey snorted. "Well I upposes."
The kitchen helpers passed out the promised apple flans with strawberry cordial, with woodland salad.
Foremole Brull passed the mousebabe a slice of apple flan. "Hoi urr, yurr a clever un, burr aye!"
Shadowsong munched on an apple flan speaking her thoughts aloud. "You know, I've never really thought of adding other species into the prayer. Wolves aren't known as beasts to live in Redwall."
Tagg shrugged, crunching on a shred of lettuce off of a woodland salad. "Dibbuns notice things that adults never do, like why the sky is up so high, or why it gets cold in the winter and not in the summer. I just don't really ponder on it. Did you know that Wegg the hedgehog asked me why there isn't another Abbey in Mossflower?"
Nimbalo stole a few lettuce leaves off of his friend's plate. "I dunno, mebbe cause there ain't other creatures to build it."
Shadowsong finished her flan, and started on her salad. "I guess that's why. Perhaps if there was that maybe vermin would go for that instead of Redwall."
Nimbalo laughed. "Another Abbey in Mossflower? I wonder where Wegg got that hare-brained idea?"
Shadowsong thought about the image of another Abbey in Mossflower. Possibly.
But she didn't dwell on it any longer. The thought left her as she started talking to her friends about other things.
(End Chapter One)
A/N How was the prolouge? I know someone else did a story on another Abbey, but I had this idea in my mind for a while, just didn't put it on paper- er, screen. Please review!
Why not do a sequel to your favorite Redwall story you've done, Song of a Shadow?
I'd never really thought of it, but it kind of made sense. People are doing it all the time on ff.net. Also, I've got this brain-splitting headache and can only relieve it by writing. So I'm doing this.
Be sure to of read Song of a Shadow first, though. It might help a bit. You know, with getting the gist of what happened in the first place.
Also, one of my reviewers in Song of a Shadow said that wolves don't live in the UK. I can't help that, and I didn't research the UK before writing that. So live with it. Unless someone wants to import wolves over there.
Have fun reading! Please review!
(Begin Story, Chapter One)
Shadowsong StarGlaive the wolf of Redwall Abbey peered over the walltops, her second namesake, her glaive, clenched tight in her ebon- colored paw. Her amber eyes missed nothing in the woods. Dusk was coming, and she was checking for any stray Redwallers locked out of the gates.
After a minute, the wolf nodded, and went down into the Abbey building, where dinner was being served.
"Oi! Shadowsong! Over here!" A golden furred mouse, by the name of Nimbalo, waved. "Come on, the meal's nearly started, and put down that great whacking weapon. You going to try and use it for a knife?" He chuckled at his own joke.
Shadowsong grinned and laid her weapon down on the floor, also her rapier and two daggers. Her sling stayed on her waist, as it always did. She sat down on the left side of Nimbalo, because on the right side was a large, tough otter, called Deyna, formerly Taggerung of the Juska.
"Hello, Shadowsong. Any Redwallers out there?"
The black wolf shook her head. "No. If there is, they know to come around to the east gate."
Conversation flowed in between the chairs of the Great Hall, from rustic molespeech to the babyish talk of Dibbuns.
"Burr aye, Shaddersawg, how goies urr walltop checking?"
"Great, Brull. No sign of vermin either. Seems to be a great summer so far."
"I smell apple flans with honey! Is that the main course tonight, Rosabel?"
"So I've heard, Brother Hoben. Filorn Ottermum said that blackberry cobbler is for dessert, with strawberry cordial as the drink. Sounds good, eh?"
"I say, wot wot, sounds jolly tasty!"
"You'd scoff the whole thing if you didn't have a small plate for dessert, Boorab."
"Hmph! Quite right, my mousywhiskers chap!"
The current Abbess, Mhera, rapped a spoon on the table, shouting, "Silence for the prayer!"
The creatures of Redwall Abbey bowed their heads in unison as the Abbess began the prayer.
"Squirrels, otters, hedgehogs mice,
Moles with fur like sable
Gathered in good spirits all
Round this festive table
Sit we down to eat and drink
Friends, before, we do, let's think
Fruit of forest, field and banks
To the summertime we give thanks." (A/N In the book Mossflower, it says 'springtime' but in here it's summer, so just go with it. I can't rhyme for Pete's sake, so I got Mossflower out of my bookshelf and looked.)
One mousebabe, Trey, said with indignity, "You didn't menshun wolfs, Muvver Abbess!"
The otter shrugged. "Well, that was in our Abbey records, I really can't help it. Just add wolves there in your imagination."
Trey snorted. "Well I upposes."
The kitchen helpers passed out the promised apple flans with strawberry cordial, with woodland salad.
Foremole Brull passed the mousebabe a slice of apple flan. "Hoi urr, yurr a clever un, burr aye!"
Shadowsong munched on an apple flan speaking her thoughts aloud. "You know, I've never really thought of adding other species into the prayer. Wolves aren't known as beasts to live in Redwall."
Tagg shrugged, crunching on a shred of lettuce off of a woodland salad. "Dibbuns notice things that adults never do, like why the sky is up so high, or why it gets cold in the winter and not in the summer. I just don't really ponder on it. Did you know that Wegg the hedgehog asked me why there isn't another Abbey in Mossflower?"
Nimbalo stole a few lettuce leaves off of his friend's plate. "I dunno, mebbe cause there ain't other creatures to build it."
Shadowsong finished her flan, and started on her salad. "I guess that's why. Perhaps if there was that maybe vermin would go for that instead of Redwall."
Nimbalo laughed. "Another Abbey in Mossflower? I wonder where Wegg got that hare-brained idea?"
Shadowsong thought about the image of another Abbey in Mossflower. Possibly.
But she didn't dwell on it any longer. The thought left her as she started talking to her friends about other things.
(End Chapter One)
A/N How was the prolouge? I know someone else did a story on another Abbey, but I had this idea in my mind for a while, just didn't put it on paper- er, screen. Please review!