Chapter3: A Thorn in my side

I sincerely apologize for the lengthy delay in my totally awesome fan fic; also I'd like to take this time to answer one reveiwer's questions.

One reviewer asked me why all the foxes names started with "dust". It is a family name, although their mother's name is up for suggestions. So please give me some good examples.

The abbey's extensive orchard was wonderfully shady and always supplied the Redwallers with a healthy and abundant assortment of fruit.

"Whiizzz thunk!" A well-aimed arrow landed dead center on the bulleye, the spectating Dibbuns cheered as Thomas lowered the bow. Blossom stood behind him clapping

"That's my Thomas, he's the second best archer in Redwall." Thomas gave the bubbly squirrel maid his infamous wry smile. "Oh so I suppose you're the first best then huh?"

Blossom giggled and took back her bow "Well of course I am. I'll even prove it for you, my frowny friend."

A tiny church mouse (St. Ninians burned remember?) piped up from the crowd of fan babies, " Blossom Blossom are ya gonna spit the arrow?" Blossom put the arrow Thomas offered her in the notch, "Yes, I am going to split the arrow. Right down the middle, but I need complete silence." The Dibbuns instantly ceased their chatter, and focused on the young archer squirrel.

Blossom moved the arrow back with practiced ease and aimed straight at the arrow lodged in the bulleye. Waiting for the wind to die down, she released the taut bowstring and sent the projectile cleanly through its intended target.

The Dibbuns went crazy with glee, while Thomas the ever reserved one smirked and patted her on the shoulder "Good job Blossy, you sure showed me a thing or two. Now what do you say you get right back to your sword training?"

Blossom, still high on her success merely laughed it off with a wave of her surprisingly dainty paws, "nonsense, why do today what you can put off till tomorrow huh?" Thomas gave her a mock grave look "Are you sure Blossom? Thorn will chew you out if she hears you've been slacking."

Blossom gave the dormouse a loving pat on the head "Well Thorn isn't here now is she?" A sadistic grin spread across Thomas's face as he pointed over her shoulder, "Oh really, then who is that behind you?"

Blossom's smile sank like a stone in water as she slowly turned around to see a grinning otter maid standing right behind her. " Th-Th-Thorn, how long have you been there?"

"Long enough, I've spoken with the Father abbot and your mother and they've both agreed to let me take you to train in Mossflower Wood today." Thorn Stormtail wore a bright yellow bandanna and a simple black cotton smock.

Blossom crossed her arms, pouting indignantly, " Why Mossflower Wood, afraid I'm gonna run off?" Thorn laughed heartily and thrust a dull sword into her paws.

"That…plus let's face it you aren't the most graceful with a blade, you might poke someone's eye out. Now enough talk let's get going?"

Fellow Redwallers' shook their heads in dismay at the sight of Thorn dragging a screaming Blossom through the gates and into the green forest depths.

Well that's it for chapter three. I'm sorry if it seemed a bit boring but I promise chapter four will be a lot better. Keep reviewing, flames will go straight into my daddy's woodstove.