Hello, everyone. This is a story request from a new writer friend of mine. I and retro mania are working together on this story. This is quite different from what I usually do, but I will do my best. I won't spoil this for I only can say it will be quite a good one. Thank you, viewers, and please review, and no INSULTS. Read my other stories on my page, and retro mania's stories on his page if you are wanting more reading. May you all have a good day, and remember, tomorrow is always a new day.


Today we tell the story of Robin Hood, and to help along with that is a loyal minstrel. Whistling, as a red-combed, green feathered rooster stepped in, wearing a sky blue/light blue striped minstrel shirt with dark green pants. He opened his dark eyes, startled to see us.

"Well, hello, my new friends. I am Alan-A-Dale the minstrel. I tell stories and songs from all over, and my very most favorite story is the legend of Robin Hood himself and his Merry Men.". He played with his mandolin he was holding in his wings, and a screech came out as a string of the mandolin broke out. Alan winced before smiling sheepishly.

"Robin Hood is a folk hero, robbing the rich to feed the poor. It was in the time of King Richard, the lionheart of England. He had sailed for the Crusades, leaving his evil brother, Prince John. Robin and his Merry Men look over Nottingham and Sherwood Forest, their homes while Prince John has been making a evil, dangerous plan.". Alan replied matter of factly.

"Imagine in your minds, on a beautiful, warm day...". Alan began as the landscape changed to a old-age forest, and walking under the trees' shade was two best friends and partners. The shorter one of the duo is a red/white furred male fox, his warm brown eyes glittering, wearing a light green tunic. A pair of brown shoes adorned his forepaws while a light yellow hat with a red feather rests on his head. This fox is Robin Hood himself, and his best friend beside him is a plump, brown furred bear named Little John, his black eyes smiling in delight, wearing a big version of the green tunic, with a tiny green hat with a red feather on his head, and brown shoes on his forepaws as well.

They're chatting, laughing, strolling until they reached a old log that crossed a good-sized creek. They both walked the log to the middle until they fell into the river, being cooled off, having a drink here and there. Little did they know they went into a trap laid by the Sheriff and his posse. The Sheriff is a obese gray wolf, sheriff clothing, with a hat and crimson shoes. He wears a gold medallion around his neck, and his eyes are dark and shifty. No one knows his real name, just calls him Sheriff or Bushel-Britches. His posse are archer wolves.

However, they alerted Robin Hood and Little John, and they managed to escape, running through the trees, jumping fences while avoiding arrows and dodging the Sheriff as well. They reached a rather old big pine tree, where two new pairs of paws grabbed Robin and Little John, swung them into the branches. Robin shushed Little John quietly as the posse was under them, looking for them, but alas, they didn't see them, so they left, probably heading back to the Sheriff and telling him of the failed chase.

Robin turned to their rescuers, a light brown furred male coyote who's wearing the same green tunic and brown shoes, through he has a red silk hat, and with amber brown eyes. The other person is a reddish-brown furred male mink who's wearing the same outfit again, through his hat is brown, and with dark brown eyes. Respectively, they are Will Scarlet and David of Doncaster.

"Hey, Will, David. Thanks a lot". Robin replied gratefully. Little John nodded, "Yeah, thanks!".

Will smiled, "All to help a friend, Robin.". David smirked, "More to trick that Sheriff, really!". The quartet laughed at that, and striked a brief discussion about robbing the rich to feed the poor, relaxing upon the big branches when horns called out in the distance.

Robin laughed, "Looks like it's our day to borrow some money, eh, Johnny and boys?". The others agreed and went down, making the plan as they ran, grabbing disguises out of secret places. This is going to be interesting.