(Disclaimer: Redwall doesnt belong to me. I wish.) (Changed format, wot!)
Ruggan Bor of the Juskabor grimanced at the sight of the mountain of Salamandastron. He hated how a simple badger lord banished a three hundred vermin Juska clan. Although Bor had surrendered, he still had a burning coal of the fire of hatred in him.
Bor turned his thoughts from the badger to the wolf pack he recently slew. They were doddering fools, mining and harvesting like a harvest mouse family. But a looming thought of the young wolf maid that had killed a score or so of his horde before being knocked unconcious disturbed him. But he swept that away too.
He turned to his new seer, Mahratck, the daughter of his old seer, Ermrath. "Mahratck, what do you see?"
She looked up from her vision in the flickering flames of the blue and green fire. "I see your brother, the Juskaseer clan leader."
Ruggan Bor shook his head at the thought of his brother, Carglen Seer. The Juska clans were far apart, but Mahratck was often seeing him. "What else, my seer?"
She tossed a dried piece of kelp in, to see what was going on in water. "No searat ships are coming, my lord." She let the kelp burn and crisp, then flung a dried leaf off an oak tree. Peering closer, she bit her lip.
"What is it?" asked Ruggan Bor. He peered in the fire and blanched.
A pale smoke in the shape of a badger's face rose gloomily from the ashes of the fire. Hefting a smoky sword, the smoke badger drifted close to Ruggan, then vanished.
Ruggan trembled. "What." Mahratck shuddered also. "My lord Ruggan Bor, the spirit of a badger is haunting you!" Ruggan froze in fright, an expression never seen on him before. Fear.
*** Lady Icebright hammered a sword blade with a mishaped tip. She glared out the window, still pounding. "I know you're out there, Surugial SeaBlade! I see you!" She pounded harder, sparks flying from the hot blade. Slamming furiously on the sizzling metal, she cried, "Eeeuuailliiaaaaaaaa!" A young hare had been passing by. Peering in the door slit, she saw not her commander, but a blaze-eyed, gigantic beast wielding a loopsided sword. She gasped, and ran to Lady Mooneye. Mooneyes was in the mess hall, helping load arrows into newly-made quivers. She smiled at the female hare. "Yes, Shiekla?" Shiekla gasped for breath. "Your sister is going mad in. the.armory! I. saw.. through. the.. door!" Mooneyes dropped the gull feather arrow and sped to the armory.
*** Icebright slammed the anvil down. CRASHHH! The sword shattered, leaving silver shards everywhere. Mooneyes burst through the door. "Icebright!" Icebright paused, the anvil hanging from her bloodied paw that had been cut by the slivers on metal. "Stop, Icebright." Mooneyes clamped her paw down on the anvil and swiftly stole it away. Avoiding the sharp pieces of sliced metal, she threw it in the coal pile. "Surugial is far away from this place. Those twelve hares died defending our mountain, and they would not have it any other way." Icebright wiped a silvery thing from her eye, tear or metal shard. "I'm taking half the mountain hares with me. Surugial is near, maybe in Mossflower even!" Mooneyes carefully brushed the silver metal away from her foot paws. "If you say so, sister."
Ruggan Bor of the Juskabor grimanced at the sight of the mountain of Salamandastron. He hated how a simple badger lord banished a three hundred vermin Juska clan. Although Bor had surrendered, he still had a burning coal of the fire of hatred in him.
Bor turned his thoughts from the badger to the wolf pack he recently slew. They were doddering fools, mining and harvesting like a harvest mouse family. But a looming thought of the young wolf maid that had killed a score or so of his horde before being knocked unconcious disturbed him. But he swept that away too.
He turned to his new seer, Mahratck, the daughter of his old seer, Ermrath. "Mahratck, what do you see?"
She looked up from her vision in the flickering flames of the blue and green fire. "I see your brother, the Juskaseer clan leader."
Ruggan Bor shook his head at the thought of his brother, Carglen Seer. The Juska clans were far apart, but Mahratck was often seeing him. "What else, my seer?"
She tossed a dried piece of kelp in, to see what was going on in water. "No searat ships are coming, my lord." She let the kelp burn and crisp, then flung a dried leaf off an oak tree. Peering closer, she bit her lip.
"What is it?" asked Ruggan Bor. He peered in the fire and blanched.
A pale smoke in the shape of a badger's face rose gloomily from the ashes of the fire. Hefting a smoky sword, the smoke badger drifted close to Ruggan, then vanished.
Ruggan trembled. "What." Mahratck shuddered also. "My lord Ruggan Bor, the spirit of a badger is haunting you!" Ruggan froze in fright, an expression never seen on him before. Fear.
*** Lady Icebright hammered a sword blade with a mishaped tip. She glared out the window, still pounding. "I know you're out there, Surugial SeaBlade! I see you!" She pounded harder, sparks flying from the hot blade. Slamming furiously on the sizzling metal, she cried, "Eeeuuailliiaaaaaaaa!" A young hare had been passing by. Peering in the door slit, she saw not her commander, but a blaze-eyed, gigantic beast wielding a loopsided sword. She gasped, and ran to Lady Mooneye. Mooneyes was in the mess hall, helping load arrows into newly-made quivers. She smiled at the female hare. "Yes, Shiekla?" Shiekla gasped for breath. "Your sister is going mad in. the.armory! I. saw.. through. the.. door!" Mooneyes dropped the gull feather arrow and sped to the armory.
*** Icebright slammed the anvil down. CRASHHH! The sword shattered, leaving silver shards everywhere. Mooneyes burst through the door. "Icebright!" Icebright paused, the anvil hanging from her bloodied paw that had been cut by the slivers on metal. "Stop, Icebright." Mooneyes clamped her paw down on the anvil and swiftly stole it away. Avoiding the sharp pieces of sliced metal, she threw it in the coal pile. "Surugial is far away from this place. Those twelve hares died defending our mountain, and they would not have it any other way." Icebright wiped a silvery thing from her eye, tear or metal shard. "I'm taking half the mountain hares with me. Surugial is near, maybe in Mossflower even!" Mooneyes carefully brushed the silver metal away from her foot paws. "If you say so, sister."