Redwall: The Seasons of Tribulation
By Zeldadude70
-PROLOGUE-
Hello everyone, and thanks for reading The Season of Tribulation! This is my first story in quite a while, so please try to excuse my errors. I am hoping to get some reviews on this story, because I am going out on a limb with it in the first place.
A blizzard was ripping through Mossflower Woods. The snow was beginning to really pile up on the small huddled figure making his way down the path towards Redwall Abbey. It was an ancient mouse, barely able to walk, as it seemed. It just so happened that a squirrel, Sister Rosa of Redwall, had stepped outside, checking on the status of the storm. The ancient mouse spotted her and got her attention.
"Hi! Could ye lend some assistance to an ailing mouse?", he shouted.
The Sister immediately took notice, and came to his aid.
"What is your name?", she asked as she shook the snow off of his cloak.
"Avalyn", he responded. "I need a place to stay until spring. If you want, I can stay for the night, and then be on my way—
"Say no more. You may stay at Redwall as long as you please, you can become a Brother if you are desiring a place to live."
Avalyn's eyes lit up like two candles.
"I can't thank you enough for what you're doing. This means so much."
Rose merely nodded, and said, "Any goodbeast is welcomed at Redwall. Come on, let's get you into Cavern Hole, and we'll get you settled in, and give you a bite to eat."
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A few hours had passed, and after Avalyn had gotten settled. He had eaten his fill of mushroom and onion pasties, sampled some October Ale, and chose a small berry tart for afters. Abbot Glen and the other Brothers and Sisters were still talking with Avalyn.
Now, usually in Cavern Hole, a story would be told by one of the elders for the dibbuns. However, they did not believe this would be possible, due to the newcomer "intruding" on their time. Druff, a small hedgehog, and the ringleader of the dibbuns, decided he would fix this.
"'cuse me mista, but you took 'way our story."
Brother Sagn intervened.
"The dibbuns usually get told a story before they are sent off to bed."
Avalyn put on a puzzled expression.
"Who said anything about no story?"
The dibbuns squealed with excitement. Avalyn chose a large, stuffed chair and made himself comfortable. Putting down his cup of hot lemon tea, he began the story.
Well, that's the prologue. Please leave me a review! Thanks, and I'll be back with chapter 1 soon!