It was midafternoon in Redwall abbey, a time for the dibbuns or abbey babes
to take their naps so they would be rested and ready to play out on the
abbey grounds later in the day. Instead they were all scurrying from one
place to another trying to escape their badger mother named Plio.
"Will you dibbuns stop, you all need your nap so you will be ready to play later," said Plio who was able to grab a young Squirrel dibbun and then a mouse dibbun.
"We don't want to go to bed, we want to hear a story," said the mouse dibbun whose name was Sandy.
"Yeah a story," said the squirrel dibbun named Oak.
Suddenly the all the dibbuns ran up to Plio begging her for a story. Plio grumbled under her breath and then sat down in a chair that was on a wall where Martin the warriors tapestry and sword hung.
"If I tell you all a story, will you all be good little dibbuns and go to bed when you are told tonight?" asked Plio.
They all nodded even a little mole who just stood there sucking his thumb which nodded with his round head.
"Okay then what do you want the story to be about?" asked Plio.
"About Martins sword," said another mouse babe.
"Yeah you should tell one about a badger who had the sword," said a young vole.
"You're so stupid, badgers never have had Martins sword," said a very rude little mouse.
"Kimble, mind your manners, of course there has been a badger warrior but he also ruled Salamandastron while protecting the abbey at the same time," said Plio.
"Wow! How did he do that?" asked Kimble.
"Well you just have to listen and find out," said Plio who then began to tell the story of a badger lord who was the abbey champion and ruler of Salamandastron all in one.
"Will you dibbuns stop, you all need your nap so you will be ready to play later," said Plio who was able to grab a young Squirrel dibbun and then a mouse dibbun.
"We don't want to go to bed, we want to hear a story," said the mouse dibbun whose name was Sandy.
"Yeah a story," said the squirrel dibbun named Oak.
Suddenly the all the dibbuns ran up to Plio begging her for a story. Plio grumbled under her breath and then sat down in a chair that was on a wall where Martin the warriors tapestry and sword hung.
"If I tell you all a story, will you all be good little dibbuns and go to bed when you are told tonight?" asked Plio.
They all nodded even a little mole who just stood there sucking his thumb which nodded with his round head.
"Okay then what do you want the story to be about?" asked Plio.
"About Martins sword," said another mouse babe.
"Yeah you should tell one about a badger who had the sword," said a young vole.
"You're so stupid, badgers never have had Martins sword," said a very rude little mouse.
"Kimble, mind your manners, of course there has been a badger warrior but he also ruled Salamandastron while protecting the abbey at the same time," said Plio.
"Wow! How did he do that?" asked Kimble.
"Well you just have to listen and find out," said Plio who then began to tell the story of a badger lord who was the abbey champion and ruler of Salamandastron all in one.