I would like to thank the reviewers who took time to quote something, that was very generous. I hope to see more from you.
Ah, now time for the story….
Disclaimer: with the deed of redwall in his paws, Grubswiper the hare ran through the garden looking for safety. But as he rounded the cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. Jacques! He jumped up and ran after Grubswiper, waving a rake and calling out, "Stop Thief!" ( that scene was taken from the story 'Peter Rabbit')
On the same morning of Halden's freedom, Quicktail and Streamtail were huddled around a small breakfast fire, talking about yesterdays events in hushed tones.
Streamtail didn't waste time explaining the delicate situation.
"This is bad mate, we must be too easy to find in this forest, we need a new hide out. that's for sure mate."
"Aye, I agree with you there. We need a different hideout. Somethin where they can't touch us. Wait, I've got it!"
"So tell me, what in the flying fur is this fort supposed to look like." asked Streamtail for the third time.
Quicktail gave a sigh of annoyance, but had to duct as four squirrels were swiftly carrying a large piece of timber.
"Ok Streamtail let me say this again. There are these four huge oaks south of where your home is. Well I figure if we have enough timber and enough time on our hands, well be able to have a air fortress.
"We will pull the logs up by a system of pulleys, and use tar to the limbs to the trees. Also we will use rope and vine to hold the logs together as well.
"Even if we got trapped, it would be hard to get slain by arrows, seeing as there is wood in between us and those vermin. All we need is enough building supplies and the time to build this."
Quicktail finished and was glad to see Streamtail take it in.
"Is that a good explanation?" Quicktail prompted.
Streamtail nodded his approval and went off to help a couple otters lift another one of the large limbs.
(Darkhide)
"Chief, hoard is ready for inspection."
Darkhide nodded to his captain and stood up from his chair, and put down the charts he had been sketching.
"Very good Screal, have them in their usual ranks of twenty wide and twenty deep. I'll be out in a couple minutes
"Yes sir." Screal saluted and walked smartly out the door.
Darkhide thought this good luck would never stop, he was simply overwhelmed by his luck, but he would not get cocky.
As he made his way to the door, he stopped and picked up his pike. 'I need to use it again soon' he thought.
He soon stepped out on the parade ground and looked at his soldiers, all well trained killer, and ready to carry out his leaders command.
"My soldiers!" Darkhide roared in a carrying voice.
"Are you well fed?"
"Aye!" His hoard said as one in a loud chant.
"Is your fortress strong?"
"Aye!"
"Are your slaves backs red?"
"Aye!"
Darkhide paused to look at his warriors again, all blood thirsty savage murderers.
"Who leads you in victory! Who do you standby! Who is your warlord!"
"Darkhide! Darkhide! Darkhide! Killlll!"
A/N
Well this is another chapter from Grubswiper, I know not much happened, but please tell me if you like the fort idea wot!
Grubswiper