Author's Notes: Hey, here's my update! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Redwall in any way. It belongs to Brian Jacques.
Zale's POV
I laughed. Brother Galen looked so funny in those big floppy sandals. Hearing me, he gave me a long, hard stare and I decided it wise to leave before he gets angry. Galen's a kind beast, but he's very dignified. I spotted Jason by the lake and joined him to see what he was up too.
Original POV
It had been seasons since Jason brought Zale to Redwall, and the white fox was generally accepted. Zale had grown into a young fox, and still had the impulse to create mischief, just like any other fox, but his offences were rarely grave. Some of the Redwallers even found his pranks funny, but others claimed he set a bad example for the little ones.
Jason's POV
Drat. That fish just didn't want to be caught. It sure seemed intelligent. I sighed and rolled up my fishing net, prepared to call it a day, when I felt a paw on my shoulder. I turned my head and my gaze met a pair of pale eyes with an amused twinkle in them. It was Zale.
"Hey, why the long face?" he asked.
"Fish doesn't want to get caught in the net." I replied with a monotone voice.
"A net?" Zale asked, raising an eyebrow. "Hen, you're an otter, why don't you just swim after it?"
I grumbled. "You know I just caught a cold. Sister Rhea said I should avoid water for a week."
Zale gave me that famous casual yet mischievous grin of his and scratched the back of his neck. "That's really sad you know. Why are you even fishing then? No offense, but you're no good with a net."
I was at loss for words. Instead, I gave him a stern look, swung the net over my shoulders and walked back to the abbey.
Zale's POV
I just stood there with my arms crossed and gazed at Jason's retreating figure. We actually got along quite well, the otter and me, despite all the teasing. I knew Jason was just faking that hurt expression on his face, he always was. When the otter finally disappeared from my view, I turned towards the lake and spotted the fish Jason was trying to catch. I tried to imagine Jason's reaction if I caught the fish, but as amusing as that would be, I had better stuff to do with my time.
I ran to the abbey kitchens with an innocent look on my face. A plump dormouse was tending to a cake. I fixed him with a begging gaze.
He blinked. "Erm, 'ello, so… what are you doing here, Zale?"
It took all of my willpower to not jump up and down in glee. This beast looked so gullible! I sniffed and blurted out a lie about being treated unfairly and starving to death. The dormouse blinked again and for a second I was afraid he didn't believe me. But the dormouse was apparently quite dim-witted and started pitying me. I could barely contain my joy as he handed me the whole cake! I settled down on a chair and peaked at the cake slowly, savoring every bite. As I licked the frosting off my fingers, I considered tricking the dormouse again. Yes, I would have to put him on my list of victims!
Author's Notes: Aha, looks like Zale is obeying his fox instinct and tricked the poor dormouse into handing him a cake. Sniff… the dormouse probably labored for hours making it. Wait… what am I talking about; I'm not here to pity secondary characters. I'll update as soon as possible!