A/N~ Okay, I just wanted to tell everyone that I REALLY appreciate all the reviews I've been getting. It means a lot to me. Also, if anyone is having problems with me taking too long to update.. let's just keep in mind that I started high school a couple weeks ago, so, yeah.. I will do the best I can to keep this updated! I'm shooting for every -or at least every other weekend for updates now.

To Kelsey: Yes, Turan and Tannia are my own characters. All characters I use are mine unless I say otherwise.

Thank-you! =)

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Tannia allowed herself to get comfortable beside Turan again as he lifted his journal to read the next entry to date. But they had already had far too much privacy to be considered reasonable, so before Turan could continue reading, a light knock came on the gatehouse door.

Having a good feeling about who had knocked, Turan quickly stuffed the journal behind him, just as another young haremaid walked in.

This hare was considerably younger than the other two. She was five, or even more, seasons younger than them. Accompanying an unarguably short stature were a pair of rather stunning violet eyes, and the long white ears were tipped with a jet black.

A finely crafted smirk spread across the young maid's features as she watched Tannia slowly scoot away from Turan and turn her gaze in the opposite direction.

Turan cleared his throat. "Can I help you, Eula?"

"Well, I was going to ask you for a spar," her voice drew out in her familiar, 'I have blackmail!' tone. She stepped in and leaned casually against the wall beside the doorframe. "But apparently you are busy attending to other matters, eh?"

She flicked her becoming eyes to Tannia. "What's Turan hiding behind his back?"

Turan's eyes rolled in impatience to the ceiling as the two haremaids grinned at each other. Sometimes that young Eula really scared him. She was far too perceptive for one her age. His patience and compassion had really been tested ever since she had arrived at Redwall from Salamandastron. Even Turan could not deny how eerily clever she could be.

"It's a journal that Turan kept when he was a kid," Tannia replied quite readily, chancing a sideways look to Turan who was already looking back at her. "We're just reading through it now."

This seemed to amuse Eula to no end as she now returned her attention to Turan. "I've heard from a few reliable sources that you were quite the blockhead as a child."

"Well, you shouldn't believe every-" Turan had started to defend himself, but was quickly cut off by Tannia, who did not seem to have heard him at all.

"Oh, he was. Very stubborn, rude, obnoxious, close-minded..." Tannia could barely continue as she and Eula both went into a fit of giggles.

Turan could only look on in disbelief. He was being ganged up on by two females. Oh, the injustice. Oh well. Just to be fair, he *was* clearly outnumbered.

As Eula finally caught her breath, she walked over to Turan. As much as she loved a chance to make fun of him - as the opportunities were few and far between - she really did respect Turan over any other Redwaller. Not that he need know that.

"Well, can I see the jour-" but she didn't even finish her sentence before Turan was already shaking his head at her. There was a small hesitation, and Turan just knew Eula was working her whole scheme out in her head.

"Oh well. I'll see you later." But Turan was not fooled when Eula turned and walked back towards the door. Sure enough, she stopped before leaving and turned back to Turan. "I'm going to go tell everyone how their warrior kept a journal when he was young. I'm sure they will all be so interested. In fact, it will probably be kept in rec-"

"Fine, one entry." Turan said reluctantly. Eula and her cleverness. He would most certainly get her back. The feeling of respect was mutual, however. Turan was always greatly impressed by Eula's skill, courage and determination. In everything.

"Lovely." Eula said, the same malicious smirk appearing on her face as she settled herself against the wall to listen to Turan read.

Tannia, not feeling as much in a cuddling mood with someone else in the room, simply sat back on her palms to listen.

Turan took the black-bound journal from behind him, and opened it. Flicking through a couple pages, he rested on one, then began to read.

Day 4

I wasn't allowed to spar with Dad today. He said because I was mean to Tannia when he said not to, I was on punishment today. He made me say sorry to her, too. So during breakfast I went over and said I was sorry for laughing at her yesterday and that it wasn't nice. She smiled at me and said it was okay. She didn't get mad or anything. Girls can be so weird.

He had to stop there for a minute as both the females had hit another eruption of giggles. He looked between the two of them, waiting for them to calm down.

"Turan, you were not the brightest of the bunch back then, were ya?" Eula snickered, offering the older male a playful wink. When he said nothing, Eula went on to take her turn on Tannia.

"Y'know what? Sounds like y'had feelings for Turan a looong time ago." She said with raised eyebrows. "I mean.. not getting mad at him.. smiling.. forgiving him.. Classic signs I'd say." She turned to collect Turan's impression of what she just said. God, she loved baiting these two.

Surprisingly enough, Turan had not gotten that impression of the journal entry before. He turned and looked questioningly at Tannia.

There was a pause as she glanced between the other two looking expectantly at her. She ran her tongue along her lips, then flicked her eyes to Turan. "Go on.. there's more to this entry, isn't there?"

With a small smile to himself, Turan nodded and looked back at the journal.

I had to wash dishes for punishment after breakfast and tea. It wasn't so bad because I was allowed to have some of the leftovers, which Mum never lets me do other times. I didn't have to do it after dinner, because Dad said I was good today, and because I apologized nice to Tannia. He said 'She's not so bad, huh?" I just shrugged. I still don't think he understands. I'm starting to think Dad wants me to be real friends with Tannia. Why?

"Now there's a real complicated question if ever there was one." Eula, of course, was the one to add in her thoughts.

"Okay, that's one entry," Turan said, nodding at the younger haremaid. "You can be on your way now."

"A'right, a'right. I've made fun of you both enough for the time being. Come look for me later so we can spar." With that she went to leave. But she stopped yet again. "Leave you two alone again, I guess. I'm sure everyone would love to know how cute you are together when you're alone."

Having said her piece, she disappeared.