A/N In the Juska part, the seer was named Mahtrack, but I changed it to
Ermrath, like in the book. Sorry!
A rat named Rukkug who fired the arrow that nearly caught Log-a-log stamped down on a dry pine twig. "I almost got that shrew with an arrer!" Suru, pushing a stray twig in the fire, laughed dully. "Almost? Yew missed, and a miss is a good as a league off!" Rukkug scoffed. "This Redwall place ain't worth is. Lookit us, living off the land while we could be out'n the sea!" Cuttail protested. "We don't have no ship! What now, Rukkug?" Rukkug had an idea forming. "We asks the stoopid mice for some building stuff. When dey comes, we slay most them and take a few beasts to build our ship. Mebbe some of us could rule Redwall!" Suru nodded, but had a sarcastic reply. "Oh, a grand ould idea, but did yer see the otters and squirrels? There was a wolf up there!" Cuttail shook his dirty head, picking an apple off the ground and spearing it one a sharp stick. "They die as easily as anybeast. My grandfather saw a wolf once. It didn't do nothing to 'im!"
Suru, stabbing a pear, asked a very sarcastic reply. "And did 'e find himself eated after that, or was the youse stoopid brain forgetting somethin!"
*** ShadowSong and Deyna were training the normally docil Redwallers in combat. There was a full armory in the belltower, and even great amounts of pebbles near the Abbey pond.
ShadowSong shook her furry black head. "Sister Rosabel, the lance end points the other way." The squirrel Sister bashfully tilted the tip toward the apple that she was supposed to be aiming at. She pulled her arm back for the throw, but the sleek yew wood slipped out of her paw's grasp. Blushing a deep crimison, she bent down to pick it up. A slingstone fell to the grass next to her face. ShadowSong grabbed a bow, clipped an arrow on, and swung up and loosed over the battlements. An agonized scream split the air. ShadowSong shot three more, but to no avail. Every beast present heard the shout from Suru. "This is war!" ShadowSong hooked another arrow on the beeswaxed string, but Deyna placed a paw on her shaft. "Wait. They're slinging stones, because we have rounded pebbles on the Abbey pond area, and this one was sharp and irregular." He turned. "Everybeast inside, it ain't safe nomore out here for a while!" Redwallers quickly streamed in the oaken door, Broggle slamming it shut for the second time that day.
*** There were two thousand hares on the mountain. Icebright, ignoring all rules, stormed into the widest part of the mountain, the training arena, and shouted, "I want Colonel Jegat, Sergant Rulnear, and Captain Uglar to round up three hundred hares each. Don't stand there all day, do it!" They officers stood smartly at attention for a minute, then the Badger Lady slammed the door. Colonel Jegat slumped down on a carved rock chair, which was scarred and dented from miss thrown daggers. "Super dooper, wot, we have to round up nine hundred beasts! Where do we start, Rulnear?" The Sergant snorted. "Easy, old chap. Listen up, wot wot!" He took in a breath, then bellowed: "Listen up, chaps and chappesses! You want to fight in the bally old Long Patrol, eh? You sloppy rabbits need some experience, not chopping away at some fire hole, wot! I want nine lines of a hundred, here, here and here! Euillliiiaaaaaaa!" A roar exploded from the vast chambers of the dormant cavern. An echo erupted from the sides, detonating everywhere. "Euillliiiaaaaaaa! Euillliiiaaaaaaa! Euillliiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
A rat named Rukkug who fired the arrow that nearly caught Log-a-log stamped down on a dry pine twig. "I almost got that shrew with an arrer!" Suru, pushing a stray twig in the fire, laughed dully. "Almost? Yew missed, and a miss is a good as a league off!" Rukkug scoffed. "This Redwall place ain't worth is. Lookit us, living off the land while we could be out'n the sea!" Cuttail protested. "We don't have no ship! What now, Rukkug?" Rukkug had an idea forming. "We asks the stoopid mice for some building stuff. When dey comes, we slay most them and take a few beasts to build our ship. Mebbe some of us could rule Redwall!" Suru nodded, but had a sarcastic reply. "Oh, a grand ould idea, but did yer see the otters and squirrels? There was a wolf up there!" Cuttail shook his dirty head, picking an apple off the ground and spearing it one a sharp stick. "They die as easily as anybeast. My grandfather saw a wolf once. It didn't do nothing to 'im!"
Suru, stabbing a pear, asked a very sarcastic reply. "And did 'e find himself eated after that, or was the youse stoopid brain forgetting somethin!"
*** ShadowSong and Deyna were training the normally docil Redwallers in combat. There was a full armory in the belltower, and even great amounts of pebbles near the Abbey pond.
ShadowSong shook her furry black head. "Sister Rosabel, the lance end points the other way." The squirrel Sister bashfully tilted the tip toward the apple that she was supposed to be aiming at. She pulled her arm back for the throw, but the sleek yew wood slipped out of her paw's grasp. Blushing a deep crimison, she bent down to pick it up. A slingstone fell to the grass next to her face. ShadowSong grabbed a bow, clipped an arrow on, and swung up and loosed over the battlements. An agonized scream split the air. ShadowSong shot three more, but to no avail. Every beast present heard the shout from Suru. "This is war!" ShadowSong hooked another arrow on the beeswaxed string, but Deyna placed a paw on her shaft. "Wait. They're slinging stones, because we have rounded pebbles on the Abbey pond area, and this one was sharp and irregular." He turned. "Everybeast inside, it ain't safe nomore out here for a while!" Redwallers quickly streamed in the oaken door, Broggle slamming it shut for the second time that day.
*** There were two thousand hares on the mountain. Icebright, ignoring all rules, stormed into the widest part of the mountain, the training arena, and shouted, "I want Colonel Jegat, Sergant Rulnear, and Captain Uglar to round up three hundred hares each. Don't stand there all day, do it!" They officers stood smartly at attention for a minute, then the Badger Lady slammed the door. Colonel Jegat slumped down on a carved rock chair, which was scarred and dented from miss thrown daggers. "Super dooper, wot, we have to round up nine hundred beasts! Where do we start, Rulnear?" The Sergant snorted. "Easy, old chap. Listen up, wot wot!" He took in a breath, then bellowed: "Listen up, chaps and chappesses! You want to fight in the bally old Long Patrol, eh? You sloppy rabbits need some experience, not chopping away at some fire hole, wot! I want nine lines of a hundred, here, here and here! Euillliiiaaaaaaa!" A roar exploded from the vast chambers of the dormant cavern. An echo erupted from the sides, detonating everywhere. "Euillliiiaaaaaaa! Euillliiiaaaaaaa! Euillliiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"