In the golden light of the sun a lone cabin stood in the middle of a beautiful field of wheat, clothes blowing in the gentle breeze flopped around wetly as they dried. And in the field a weasel kit ran around shrieking with joy as his father chased him. The weasel wriggled around in his fathers grasp, squeaking as his father tickled his tummy. A sleek female weasel watched from a far, sitting in the grass knitting a sweater for the little weasel. Then suddenly everything went black. Rinner was jolted from his dream by Bragar and Rune jumping up on top of him.

" Ey! What you tink yer doin' you little Riverdogs?" The weasel grabbed both the otters a head lock, laughing madly as the otters shrieked.

" Help us! Help us!" then dibbuns of all sizes and beasts rushed in to save their friends, dog piling on the weasel. Who, despite the fact that several beasts were clinging to his limbs, got up and only took a few steps before the dibbuns brought him down again.

" NOOO! I'VE BEEN SLAIN!" The dibbuns got off of him as he clutched his heart and twirled in a circle, and then fell to the ground. The weasels head fell back and he Apparently gasped out his final breath. " Bleh!"

the dibbuns looked at the weasel as he lay there, and some of them even ran out of the room, screaming for help. Then two squirrel squealed as the weasel sprung back to life, scooping them up in is arms.

" Got ye you two little tree leapers!" the squirrels squeezed out of his grip, expertly landing on the bed posts. The squirrels turned to face their "attacker" and flung themselves onto his legs, trying to bring him down. And it wasn't the most effective attack. the weasel laughed out loud as he looked at his attackers as they growled and wrestled with his ankles.

" Ha! Ha! Ha! You little squirrels are no match for me! No one can best-" The weasels monologue was interrupted as the dibbuns returned with reinforcements.

" There he is miff Wudder!" The weasel's ears drooped as he saw who they had brought with them. The weasel stared at the otter maid as she cracked her knuckles, smiling cheekily at him.

" Oh really mateys?" She looked at the dibbuns as they nodded. " Well then, looks like this warlord needs a lesson taught to him."

Friar Luna was walking up the steps to the dormitories, carrying a platter of steaming scones balanced on one paw. The reason for this is that while Rinner was having his little battle to the death, the abbey beasts were all having breakfast in cavern hole. As beasts of Redwall were enjoying foods of all kinds, they noticed several seats were empty. So in a unanimous and random vote, Luna was sent up to find out what the dibbuns were up to. Having experience with the abbeys smaller inhabitants, she knew that the only way to goat the dibbuns out of bed was with scones. As she got to the top of the stairs, she heard laughter and grunts coming from the door at the end of the hall.

As she neared the door she heard the unmistakable laughter of Rudder and Rinner, mixed with the sound of dibbuns wrestling. Opening the door slightly, she couldn't help but giggle to herself as she saw the weasel pinned to the floor, the otter maid sitting on his chest. The weasel was yelling and cursing at her to get off of him, but she simply shook her head and stuck her snout in the air.

" Let me go you massive lump of otter!" Rinner Wriggled around, hitting her with his little fists. " I said let me go already or I'll never speak to you again!" the otter maid looked down at her prisoner, smiling.

" Oh come now, I know the way you look at me," she fluttered her eyelashes at the weasel. " You can't keep your eyes off me cause you think I look sexy!" Even though the weasels fur didn't show it, he was blushing so much that his whole face felt like it was burning. The otter turned around quickly and pinned the weasel's arms down to the floor, peering lustfully into his eyes. The weasel was sweating crazily as she came closer, closer, and closer until her snout was touching his. The dibbuns had stopped there battle to see what was going on. That's when Luna decided it was time to intervene. Things were about to get a little awkward between Rudder and Rinner when the door was flung wide and Luna waltzed in with her platter.

" Why hello mateys! Looks like you forgot yer breakfast!" Rudder rolled off an embarrassed and sweaty Rinner and looked up at Luna as she herded the dibbuns out of the room. The Friar maid's head poked into the room again and winked at the two.

" Now you two keep it clean now ok? I haven't delivered a pup in ages ya know! Harhar!" The Maid was then pulled out of the door way by the hungry and excited dibbuns.

The otter and the weasel lay there for awhile, there tongues rolling in and out as they panted. Then Rudder looked at Rinner, a smile plastered on her face.

" Well you heard her mate!" she started to kiss Rinner again but she was shoved off by the angry weasel. The otter maid looked at the weasel as he scrambled onto this feet, a hurt look on her face. " What's wrong? Did I offend you in some way?"

" OFFEND ME?" the weasel shrieked as he sat down in his bed. " Your basically molested me!" The otter got up as well and sat down next to him, trying to get close to him, but the weasel scooted away. The otter made a move to ask him why he was doing this, but she already knew that answer, and refrained from asking. They sat there for a moment, in dull and embarrassed silence. Rudder stood up, walking in front of the weasel.

" Hey pal," the weasel looked up at the otter. " I'm really sorry, ya know…about, well, doing what I did." the weasel nodded, understanding her immediately, and stood up as well, putting his paw on her shoulder.

" Oh don't worry about it mess mate," the weasel jumped on top of his bed, flexing his body comically, trying to show off his so called muscles. " Not to many females can keep themselves off my incredible body!"

The otter maid giggled at her friend as he jumped down in front of her, flexing his muscles once more. The two laughed out loud and Rinner put his arm around the otter maids shoulder.

" Now how bout' you an me go get ourselves something to eat?" the otter fluttered her eyelashes again and peered into the weasel eyes.

" Sure, I would like that very much."

The two friends nodded to each other and walked out of the room.