The dubbins had tired of chasing Inka and started to play another game.
They wanted to see who could throw a ball the highest. Weaket held the
current record.
Inka decided it was safe and came out of hiding. "Can I play?"
"Sure" said Weaket "You just havva get da ball to go really high"
Inka received the ball from a small mole "'It it noice an' hoigh"
She held the ball out with one paw and swung the other in a circle. She hit the ball with such force it soared to the top of the wall.
"Oh, sorry, I'll get it" Inka said.
She climbed the steps to the top of the wall. She searched for some time. She was starting to think she knocked it clear over when she saw it laying in the southeast corner.
"Found it," she shouted as she picked up the ball. Then Inka went down the steps unaware of the stoat and a rat captain that watched her from the wooded land.
The stoat turned to the rat, who was covered in black-feathered decorations, and said, "What will we do now capt'n?"
The rat picked up the barbed hook he carried as a weapon and said, "We will do as Mascry ordered. We will report back to her"
"But, the badgers are in Redwall. We aren't about to attack it are we?"
"Stop your snivelling. We are supposed to be following orders, without question. I am sure she will think of a way to get them out"
"How will she do that? I don't know why I follow her anyway. That vixen said she will bring us treasure, but she will bring us to our deaths"
Without warning the rat captain had his hook buried in the stoat's gut. "I am a servant of Mascry, and as a servant of Mascry I must destroy all who utter treason against her"
The stoat's eyes stared at the rat's before they glazed over with death. The rat wrenched the hook from the limp corpse of the stoat. He quickly placed the body behind a tree and threw branches and leaves on top. Only some beast looking for a body would know it was there.
He made his way back to camp. He had no worries. He knew he had carried out orders. And as long as he did that he would keep his life.
Inka decided it was safe and came out of hiding. "Can I play?"
"Sure" said Weaket "You just havva get da ball to go really high"
Inka received the ball from a small mole "'It it noice an' hoigh"
She held the ball out with one paw and swung the other in a circle. She hit the ball with such force it soared to the top of the wall.
"Oh, sorry, I'll get it" Inka said.
She climbed the steps to the top of the wall. She searched for some time. She was starting to think she knocked it clear over when she saw it laying in the southeast corner.
"Found it," she shouted as she picked up the ball. Then Inka went down the steps unaware of the stoat and a rat captain that watched her from the wooded land.
The stoat turned to the rat, who was covered in black-feathered decorations, and said, "What will we do now capt'n?"
The rat picked up the barbed hook he carried as a weapon and said, "We will do as Mascry ordered. We will report back to her"
"But, the badgers are in Redwall. We aren't about to attack it are we?"
"Stop your snivelling. We are supposed to be following orders, without question. I am sure she will think of a way to get them out"
"How will she do that? I don't know why I follow her anyway. That vixen said she will bring us treasure, but she will bring us to our deaths"
Without warning the rat captain had his hook buried in the stoat's gut. "I am a servant of Mascry, and as a servant of Mascry I must destroy all who utter treason against her"
The stoat's eyes stared at the rat's before they glazed over with death. The rat wrenched the hook from the limp corpse of the stoat. He quickly placed the body behind a tree and threw branches and leaves on top. Only some beast looking for a body would know it was there.
He made his way back to camp. He had no worries. He knew he had carried out orders. And as long as he did that he would keep his life.