Sixclaw: Volume two, Prologue
Deyna
As the otter packed his things, he reflected on his short time at Fort Skull. Henbit had died, and Blackpaw was nowhere to be found for the time being. Nimbalo was off with Cogg, or whatever that crazy bastard's name was. At this time, the otter was completely alone. He reached for his metal hip flask with shaky paws and took a long drink.
A knocking sound emanated from the entrance to his dorm room, which the otter got up to answer.
"Yes?" He was greeted by a shifty-looking stoat in a cheap suit.
"Hello, I'm a representative of the Mechanical Hands." said the stoat. "We'd like to speak to your leader."
"Do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?" asked Deyna.
"Alright, I would like to talk to the Abbess." said the stoat. "And I would enjoy it if you could collect your compatriots and leave very soon. I'd rather not wear out my welcome here."
"Why, are you unwelcome here?" asked Deyna, taking another sip from his flask.
"I'm not on the best of terms with Longtail." said the stoat.
"What did you do?" asked Deyna.
"I'd rather not disclose why, but nonetheless, I would like to talk to the abbess." said the stoat.
"Alright, you can come with us back to Redwall. An extra paw is always nice."
The stoat smiled thinly, and nodded. "When will we leave?"
"Probably tomorrow at dawn." said Deyna, "I don't want to have a run-in with any remnants of the Dragon Queen's forces."
The stoat gave the otter a nod and left silently.
Deyna took another long pull from the flask. And away we go again.
A/N
IT'S FINALLY HERE, the moment we've all dreamed of! The first chapter (technically the prologue) has been released. I'm looking forward to the places this story will go in the future.
R&R, bois.