"Ah! There you are Father. This is Castell."
Castell took a respectful bow.
"Hello, dear father. If it's not a problem, I prefer the name Cast."
"No, no problem at all," Mortimer said, as he went to shake paws with Cast.
"Welcome to Redwall! You have arrived at a perfect time. We are celebrating the first day of summer with a feast. Generally, we have a name for the new seasons, but, unfortunately, we could find no name for this summer. We usually use a name that relates to something that has happened at Redwall. But, lately, nothing special has happened at all. Everything has been peaceful and calm. Every beast at Redwall has been happily living here for the longest time now."
Castell needed no thought for the problem.
"How about the Summer of Peace and Happiness?"
Mortimer's jaw dropped, but quickly, he turned his face into a wide smile, to hide his surprise.
"Ha! And to think that we never thought of that! Thank you very much, Cast. I shall announce the name at the feast tonight. Now, Matthias, please show our guest to his quarters."
As they turned to ascend the stairs, Mortimer stopped them.
"Wait a second. Cast, by the look of your eyes, and the weapon you carry, I would think that you're a warrior. Am I correct?"
Cast nodded.
"Aye, I am."
The Abbot nodded.
"Well, I know that you mean no harm to any beast…" Mortimer looked at the sword on Cast's hip.
"Where should I put it?" Cast said, as he took off his scimitar.
Mortimer smiled again.
"Just keep it in a trunk. There should be one in the room that you will live in. Make sure you lock the trunk. I would hate for any dibbuns to find it and get hurt playing with it."
Castell nodded.
"No problem," He said. With that, Matthias led the squirrel into the dormitories.