A/N: I love the Redwall series, but this is my first time writing it. Hope its well received!
Arrak Redsight!
The name alone was enough to strike fear into all but the bravest of creatures. Some say that the snowy white fox was cursed by a Seer, bleaching the red color from all except his eyes. Others reckon that he had a Pure Ferret in his bloodline. Not that they ever lived long enough to spread these theories of they saw the fox himself.
Arrak Redsight and his mighty horde conquered all! To battle with them was certain death!
Like a tide of doom, Arrak and his horde swept out of the badlands to the far north. Slaying and plundering all that they met, indiscriminate of whether they were peaceful woodland creatures or fellow vermin, they swept on with one goal in mind.
Take the Abbey of Redwall for their own! King Arrak the Mighty! Ruler of all!
Yes, the fight was long and bitter. The Redwallers gave as well as they got, of course, and in the final battle Arrak lost his tail to the ferocious steel of Martin the Warrior's blade. He lost a tail, but Sindra the Abbey Warrior lost her life! After this, Abbot Coriander lost heart. He gave the abbey over to the marauding fox, providing the survivors were granted safe passage to the haven of the badger mountain, Salamandastron!
\Of course Arrak took the deal! Now he rules from his mighty sandstone forest! Hail Arrak Redsight, the Ruler of Mossflower! He was right to let those idiotic creatures to live. After all what threat could they possibly produce?
Soon Queen Sistral will bear our King a son. An then the future will truly belong to him, while he holds a heir in his arms! Slaves are to be found in plenty in these woods, and they are being used alongside the captured Redwallers to build us a castle, even greater then this pitiful Abbey!
The ink after this point is illegible and dripping, possible from a flagon of plundered October Ale being spilled on the parchment.
So dictated to Bena Longtail, former Recorder of Redwall Abbey
