Now I want to thank the reviewer Nice Guy, Dr. Evil, and of course Jack. Thank you for that splendid review, and those tips you gave me. I hope you read more, the story will always get more interesting.
As to the readers, please review. Its always pleasant to hear what my readers think. And like I said before, there will be new characters coming up in this story. Ideas are well excepted.
Enough of the babbling on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the famous Redwall or any of its inhabitants, I wish I owned the food though.
(Chapter 11)
The first day of slaver was longest day for halden and his friends. Now Halden felt truly sorry for his friends who had been taken captive by dark hide back at his home. Questions then flew in while he thought of home.
What was quicktail doing right now?
Were his friends at home safe?
Were they resisting the force of Darkhide?
Suddenly his mind snapped back into the harsh reality he was in at this time. Right now it was pitch dark as the slaves were shoved into a larger cave with prison bars. The vermin threw in pawfuls of fruit and vegetation. Even though starving themselves, the older slaves made sure the youngest slaves had enough to eat.
Halden found his friends Curry and Earthpaw and the three joined together with the main group to share what was left of the food. Halden again found himself next to the same hedgehog he was with earlier. Remembering the words he had said he questioned the comrade.
"Beggin your pardon mate, but what were you saying today?"
The tough hedgehog paused while he nibbled on a dandelion stalk while he explained to Halden.
"Well ya see comrade, weem northern 'ogs had been travilon doon south fer seasons when on one wee night, we had been ambushed bay these vermin bucks. It all happen in but a wee few minutes. We were bound and dragged here. But luckilee this wa'ent our whole force. There are aboot two score of us 'ere, boot there are aboot five score in the woods getten ready to attack and free us.
"So yasee comrade it woont be long before your breathin free air."
And with that the hog went to see if there was food left, leaving Halden to soak the tale in and tell his friends. His friends were overjoyed but Earthpaw the most. He voiced his opinion.
"Burr, oi hates to bee struck with yon willow whips, hurr stan on moi tunnel!"
Some time in the night everyone was asleep, except the tough hedgehog and Halden. The hedgehog wanted Halden awake for him to see something. In about half an hour Halden was going to ask what they were waiting for when the large hedgehog shushed him. Whispering he pointed a paw.
"There he cooms!"
A very small but fully adult hog was worming through the grass and pulled himself up to the bars. The large hedgehog pulled a paws through the bars and both shook.
"Gurfee mate, whens the operation taking place?"
"Tomorrow at midday. Be ready mate!"
And with that the small hedgehog wriggled back through the grass back into the surrounding woods.
The tough hedgehog looked at Halden.
"Well friend, ye heard owld Gurfee, we break out at midday at tomorrow."
"Thank my mate, by the way what's you name friend?"
"Timberpaw, son of Nettlebud, grandson of Sollertree!"
(Darkhide)
It had been a good day for the weasel warlord, having stooped and ambused the woodlander, and recruiting was going well for him. To top of this his fortress was being added on for his growing hoard. That night he slept like a baby.
(Mossflower)
The woodland resistance force slept with hatred and grief for there lost loved one in the ambush.
So in the night there were dreams of hope, dreams of splender, and dreams of vengence. Each owner of the dream want the arivval of a new day.
A day where blood would be shed!
A/N well this is chapter eleven. Hoped you all like it. I plan to submit another chapter soon.
Grubswiper