Chapter four: As Time Goes By
Rose and Martin were happily married, and Rose was now pregnant. Martin was still the strong, silent warrior, but enjoyed his life at Noonvale with Rose. He was also excited about becoming a father.
"I'll tell my son about all the battles and quests we went on, and he'll learn all the fighting tecniques, and someday he will inherit this sword!"
Rose smiled and placed a paw on her swelling stomach. "You talk as if you know it's a male. It could be a maid, you know."
Martin snorted. "A maid? Never in my ancestor's history through my father Luke has there been a maid born." Then he winked and went to go relax by the pond.
Rose shook her head as he left and said to herself quietly, "But there might have been on your mother Sanya's side."
Bella was desperate. The Corim and the soldiers of Kotir had engaged in battle, and they had hardly made a dent in their horde. The losses on their own side, was much greater. Bella herself, lay on a couch, wounded by an arrow and a spear. She would live, but would not be able to fight again.
The badger looked up. Sitting close to her was Abbess Germaine, from the Abbey of Loamhedge. Germaine and her followers had walked almost straight into the horde, but at the cost of a few lives, they were able to rescue them safely.
Gonff also was rescued, but in the process, Goody Stickle's daughter Posy had been killed. Posy and her siblings had been distracting the horde soldiers while Lady Amber and Skipper of Otters rescued Gonff, still as cheerful and jolly as ever. Bella smiled a bit as she recalled Amber telling her as they pulled Gonff from the prison, he climbed up the rope fit as a flea, asking when dinner would be served.
However, whichever way the Corim leader looked at it, the conclusion was inevitable: The Corim would eventually lose. When they lose, then Tsarmina Greeneye's soldiers would take over Mossflower, and make it inhabitable for any creature who happened to venture there. Every single one of them would die eventually without any help. Bella thought to herself, 'Help! That's right! We need help! We'll ask creatures outside Mossflower to help us to fight the Kotir soldiers and win back Mossflower!'
"Chibb, come here!"
The fat robin flew over and landed on the arm of the couch. "Er, harrumph. What is it that you need me of, Miss Bella?"
"Don't 'Miss Bella' me impudent bird, now I have a very important task for you, concerning the very future of our dibbuns and their dibbuns and their dibbuns and so on."
Chibb raised his eyebrow. "How much will the, harrumph, pay be?"
Bella retorted. "Chibb, how can you think of candied chesnuts at a time like this? The whole future of Mossflower is at stake!"
The robin had been practically blown across the room, and flew back over to Bella.
"I understand now, er harumph, Bella, what am I to do?"
"Search for warriors who can help us, with a leader who possesses a great spirit and leadership."
"Ahem harrumph, which direction do I search?"
The reply came back short and irritated. "Anywhere!"
"I need a direction, Mi... er, Bella! I can't wander willy-nilly!"
"I don't know...." Bella picked a random direction. "North!"
"Harrumph! North it is, then."
Chibb flew out the window, winging to the north.
Bella lay back down on the couch. She didn't know it, but the direction she chose was the only direction she could have found what she was looking for.
Rose and Martin were happily married, and Rose was now pregnant. Martin was still the strong, silent warrior, but enjoyed his life at Noonvale with Rose. He was also excited about becoming a father.
"I'll tell my son about all the battles and quests we went on, and he'll learn all the fighting tecniques, and someday he will inherit this sword!"
Rose smiled and placed a paw on her swelling stomach. "You talk as if you know it's a male. It could be a maid, you know."
Martin snorted. "A maid? Never in my ancestor's history through my father Luke has there been a maid born." Then he winked and went to go relax by the pond.
Rose shook her head as he left and said to herself quietly, "But there might have been on your mother Sanya's side."
Bella was desperate. The Corim and the soldiers of Kotir had engaged in battle, and they had hardly made a dent in their horde. The losses on their own side, was much greater. Bella herself, lay on a couch, wounded by an arrow and a spear. She would live, but would not be able to fight again.
The badger looked up. Sitting close to her was Abbess Germaine, from the Abbey of Loamhedge. Germaine and her followers had walked almost straight into the horde, but at the cost of a few lives, they were able to rescue them safely.
Gonff also was rescued, but in the process, Goody Stickle's daughter Posy had been killed. Posy and her siblings had been distracting the horde soldiers while Lady Amber and Skipper of Otters rescued Gonff, still as cheerful and jolly as ever. Bella smiled a bit as she recalled Amber telling her as they pulled Gonff from the prison, he climbed up the rope fit as a flea, asking when dinner would be served.
However, whichever way the Corim leader looked at it, the conclusion was inevitable: The Corim would eventually lose. When they lose, then Tsarmina Greeneye's soldiers would take over Mossflower, and make it inhabitable for any creature who happened to venture there. Every single one of them would die eventually without any help. Bella thought to herself, 'Help! That's right! We need help! We'll ask creatures outside Mossflower to help us to fight the Kotir soldiers and win back Mossflower!'
"Chibb, come here!"
The fat robin flew over and landed on the arm of the couch. "Er, harrumph. What is it that you need me of, Miss Bella?"
"Don't 'Miss Bella' me impudent bird, now I have a very important task for you, concerning the very future of our dibbuns and their dibbuns and their dibbuns and so on."
Chibb raised his eyebrow. "How much will the, harrumph, pay be?"
Bella retorted. "Chibb, how can you think of candied chesnuts at a time like this? The whole future of Mossflower is at stake!"
The robin had been practically blown across the room, and flew back over to Bella.
"I understand now, er harumph, Bella, what am I to do?"
"Search for warriors who can help us, with a leader who possesses a great spirit and leadership."
"Ahem harrumph, which direction do I search?"
The reply came back short and irritated. "Anywhere!"
"I need a direction, Mi... er, Bella! I can't wander willy-nilly!"
"I don't know...." Bella picked a random direction. "North!"
"Harrumph! North it is, then."
Chibb flew out the window, winging to the north.
Bella lay back down on the couch. She didn't know it, but the direction she chose was the only direction she could have found what she was looking for.