Disclaimer Hi this is BlackFox84 and I will never own Redwall because Brian
Jacques will always own everything except for the characters that I make up
The night was cold. The birds had stopped their evening song early this summer night. All these signs pointed to one thing. The Red Shrew knew what was happening. War was coming to Mossflower. He whisked off into Mossflower woods to tell his family.
Back at the Guorafs camp, The Red Shrew whose name is Log-a-Log Selver, was telling his camp the signs. (A/N for those of you who haven't read all of Loamhedge, Guorafs means Guerrila Union Of Roving And Fighting Shrews). "My fellow shrews, war will come upon mossflower in one fortnight." "The signs are clear, all who are not alerted of the upcoming war will be slain. We must be swift. I will go to Redwall, my son will alert Razor the Skipper of otters at the River Moss and my closest friend Silverstream the blade, will alert Lord Oaktree and the Long Patrol. Go now! With that the shrews got extra rations and raced off into the night. Selver's wife Bluebrush, watched them go and said "That's my Selver, always wanting to go and help allbeasts, Bless him."
At Redwall all the Redwallers were preparing for a feast. But it would have to be postponed because Log-a-Log Selver was racing through Mossflower with important news!
Silverstream had already crossed the River moss and was running full blast through Mossflower He estimated that he would be at Salamandastron in 3 days. He heard something in the brush, "Who's out there!" He yelled as he drew his rapier "Oh it is just yurr honorable and most noble mole at your service zurr." "And please do put away that gurt knoifer" "What's your name?" asked Silverstream. "I zurr am Corgok the Digger." "Cause I am what I be." "Can you help me on my journey to Salamandastron sir mole?" "Oi surpintly can zurr Slivursturm." "Oi'll be ee companion to the end and do moi dooty as a diggermole."
Log-a-Log Selver's son Rerngard, was halfway to the otter camp when he stumbled upon a small band of vermin. "Hey I'll have fun with this one." He thought. He picked up a handful of stones and threw one at the biggest guy he could find then ran to another part of the camp then threw another stone soon the big guy was blaming the guy next to him for poking him. Soon the whole camp was fighting. Then out of nowhere Rerngard jumped into the fray rapier drawn. His rapierpoint was everywhere at once thrusting parrying and dealing death wherever the point found a target. Then all of a sudden he heard a weird battlecry, it sounded like: Rudariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig! A/N I love Cliffies! keep reading people! And a special thanks to my first reviewer ronzwife69
The night was cold. The birds had stopped their evening song early this summer night. All these signs pointed to one thing. The Red Shrew knew what was happening. War was coming to Mossflower. He whisked off into Mossflower woods to tell his family.
Back at the Guorafs camp, The Red Shrew whose name is Log-a-Log Selver, was telling his camp the signs. (A/N for those of you who haven't read all of Loamhedge, Guorafs means Guerrila Union Of Roving And Fighting Shrews). "My fellow shrews, war will come upon mossflower in one fortnight." "The signs are clear, all who are not alerted of the upcoming war will be slain. We must be swift. I will go to Redwall, my son will alert Razor the Skipper of otters at the River Moss and my closest friend Silverstream the blade, will alert Lord Oaktree and the Long Patrol. Go now! With that the shrews got extra rations and raced off into the night. Selver's wife Bluebrush, watched them go and said "That's my Selver, always wanting to go and help allbeasts, Bless him."
At Redwall all the Redwallers were preparing for a feast. But it would have to be postponed because Log-a-Log Selver was racing through Mossflower with important news!
Silverstream had already crossed the River moss and was running full blast through Mossflower He estimated that he would be at Salamandastron in 3 days. He heard something in the brush, "Who's out there!" He yelled as he drew his rapier "Oh it is just yurr honorable and most noble mole at your service zurr." "And please do put away that gurt knoifer" "What's your name?" asked Silverstream. "I zurr am Corgok the Digger." "Cause I am what I be." "Can you help me on my journey to Salamandastron sir mole?" "Oi surpintly can zurr Slivursturm." "Oi'll be ee companion to the end and do moi dooty as a diggermole."
Log-a-Log Selver's son Rerngard, was halfway to the otter camp when he stumbled upon a small band of vermin. "Hey I'll have fun with this one." He thought. He picked up a handful of stones and threw one at the biggest guy he could find then ran to another part of the camp then threw another stone soon the big guy was blaming the guy next to him for poking him. Soon the whole camp was fighting. Then out of nowhere Rerngard jumped into the fray rapier drawn. His rapierpoint was everywhere at once thrusting parrying and dealing death wherever the point found a target. Then all of a sudden he heard a weird battlecry, it sounded like: Rudariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig! A/N I love Cliffies! keep reading people! And a special thanks to my first reviewer ronzwife69