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^_^ I totally forgot to say that last week we got past the 100 review mark. unfortunately, I don't know who the 100th reviewer was . . . So instead, the first reviewer on this chapter gets a one-shot of their choice :)
Guest reviews:
Yo: I have to say that was my favorite part of the chapter too. It's actually very likely that Emalet will get to Noonvale before anyone else and tell them that Martin is coming. I mean, it depends on what fun I have with my story, but it's possible ^_^
Hamlet: I'm so glad that people liked that part! I was hoping it would have a big impact, but I only really got over my writers block yesterday, and I was sure that my last couple of chapters sucked.
And I understand that. I only ask that you try and think of questions that I can answer without typing out long sentences and things.
I feel confident that as long as I keep the Lord's commandments, and strive to become the best person I can be, repenting of my sins, and the sort of thing, that I will receive the blessings the Lord has in store for me.
Thomas the Traveler: did you realize that you disabled Private messaging completely? It's been driving me slightly crazy all week long. I respect the no private messaging on Sunday, that's totally fine, but I've been wanting to answer review all week long, and . . . yeah. Thanks people. You are all amazing. Thank you to my awesome other reviewer Species Unknown. :)
If you were a vermin creature, would you want to attract the attention of an owl who could eat you if she wished? I wouldn't if I was one. I believe that's why the let her alone. They notice her, but she flies too high for their weapons to reach, and she scares them enough that they leave her alone.
The battle is taking place on the opposite side of Noonvale from Boldred's mountain.
Lol. Raxil is not as smart as he would have everyone believe. In fact there are several vermin in his horde who-
erm. lol. Anyways . . . .
A couple of other reviewers don't like how long the authors notes are. I told them that they only need to read the answer to their own guest review, and even then, if they don't want to, they don't have to do that. I can understand their discomfort, as I really don't like it being in a public thing myself, and would prefer to do it as we did it. I understand that Hamlet is not changing his thing anytime soon, so I just asked him to ask questions I can answer with short answers.
Disclaimer: *drops weapon, glaring at it* well I don't own that, and I don't own Redwall. No . . . I just own . . . MY SKETCHBOOK! YAY!
Chapter 25
Martin stopped, and looked back down the hill, a smile playing over his features. Skipper and Amber were climbing slowly, looking as though they would rather be doing anything but that.
Despite getting a good rest the night before, the three friends were still worn out. Martin, being younger, and fitter than the otter and the squirrel, kept stopping, and waiting for them to catch up. He didn't mention it, because he knew they were trying their hardest.
"How far ahead could those three rascals have gotten?" Martin wondered, thinking of Gonflet, Jibb, and Chugger as he turned to look back up the hill. They were almost out of the Warden's territory, with no sight of the old bird. By this time, it was entirely possible that the three young ones were to Boldred's mountain, and would need to start climbing soon.
Hopefully the Gawtribe didn't bother them.
"Pretty far, if Gonflet is anything like his father, and we both know he is." Amber said cheerfully, having caught up just in time to hear what Martin said.
Martin laughed. "True enough. I'm glad that Gonff taught Chugger and Gonflet to track. They should be able to follow Gonff, Grumm, and the others pretty easily now."
Amber nodded, and she opened her mouth as though she was about to say something, but then her eyes widened in horror, and she took a step back.
Martin's sword was in his paw in seconds, and he turned, trying to find the enemy.
Instead he was faced with a familiar face. He smiled and nodded respectfully, sheathing the sword. "Warden, I apologize for trespassing on your land, but we are trying to get to Noonvale."
The Heron looked at him for several long minutes and then relaxed. "I am the law." He said quietly. "You will obey the law while in my Territory. It is good to see you old friend. Kachaka! If you break the law, the Law will break you, and I AM THE LAW!" The Warden raised his head and called it out to the world, while Martin smiled.
"Yes, you are the Law of the Marsh Warden. But I bring you grave news. Noonvale is under attack from vermin, and they are need of help. My companions and I are following two other groups on our way to help. You could be of great help as well though." Martin prayed that the big Heron would get what he was trying to say, and the large bird hesitated for only a second before replying.
"I am the Law of the marshwood hill. Kachaaka! But those creature know not how to fight vermin, and I can fight many vermin. I will go Martin, Warrior mouse. I will go and fight these vermin." The great bird flapped his wings, taking off.
As he flew away, Martin dimly heard him as he cried out behind him. "Goodbye Martin mouse! I AM THE LAW!"
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Gonflet, Chugger, and Jibb, were at the bottom of the cliffs. They had assumed they were supposed to climb them, but they weren't sure in which direction.
They were lost.
"My dad taught me trackin', but he didn't teach me how to track up rock." Gonflet muttered, looking for any signs that creatures had been that way at all. Jibb and Gonflet were making sure that they had some supplies, and that they were all securely attached to the makeshift packs the three had made.
The adventure was still mostly fun, and they at least knew that now where they were, Noonvale was the the south.
And what was an adventure without getting a little lost along the way?
~~O~~
Gonff, Grumm, Ballaw, and Emalet were having a conversation.
The owl had appeared out of the shadows the night before, scaring them all to bits, but once she'd explained what was going on in Noonvale, and why she was there, the friends had set up a watch, slept the night through, and were now headed through the tunnel, towards Noonvale.
"I'll talk to the Warden first Grumm, and then I'll see if I can get the Gawtrybe, and maybe Amballa and her pygmy shrews. If you can look out for the otters and the Hedgehogs, it may save me some time." Emalet said softly. "And tell Brome when you see him, that I'll be back as soon as I can."
"Oi will mizzy. You'm travel safely noaw, y' hear? Oi'll tell Maister Brome t' lukk to 'ee skies fer ye mizzy." Grumm said calmly. The old mole seemed to be far more relaxed now that he knew what was going on in Noonvale.
Emalet sighed, and for a moment she shrunk. "I've been stalling. Travel safe, and get to Noonvale as fast as you can. They need you. And if I see Martin behind you, I'll tell him where you are!" Emalet headed back the way they had come, and Gonff shook his head.
"Noonvale has some great friends mates." He said softly, glancing at Grumm and Ballaw. The hare was carving something out of a long piece of wood he'd found before they climbed the mountain.
"Aye, I'd agree with you sah. Right smart owlet that one. Remember meeting her when she was nought but fluff. Bit more then that now eh?" Ballaw winked at Trimp who sighed and shook her head, but smiled back.
Gonff hid his amusement. Apparently Trimp had a talent for making hares try and charm her, no matter their age.
"I rather hope she meets Martin while she goes to find some other creatures to help." Trimp said quietly. "At least then he'll know for sure where we are. I'm surprised he hasn't caught up to us yet actually."
Gonff sighed. "Martin'd probably laugh at that Trimp me matey, knowin' that he's on his way to save some innocent creatures from harm, I'm not sure anything could stop 'im."
Grumm seemed to stop for a moment, and then kept moving, a faint smile on his face. "No zurr. Nuthin' cudd stop zurr Martin.
"Nuthin at all."
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