Disclaimer: I am not the best speller and stink at poems!!
Chapter 1
Serkin Saratoga has lived at Redwall for all his life. He was found orphaned at the gates by Abbess Rose Petal, or Rose, and Brother Mark. He quickly grew in strength and wisdom. It has been nearly fifteen seasons since Serkin was found. He is now a regular resident of Redwall. The sun shined through the dormitory windows as Serkin opened his eyes and looked around the dormitory. Many other young beasts were getting up to head to breakfast. He rose and brushed his face with his bushy tail. He hoped out of bed and headed over to his mole friend, Riggum.
"Good morning my friend of a mole." Riggum looked at him with his small eyes and smiles.
"Ay good mornin' to ye too, thoi friend aye squirrel." They walked together down the steps to cavern hole. Serkin looked around and saw Trinity, the lovely yet strong red squirrel. She looks at him and fluttered her eyelashes. Serkin smiled and gave a happy sigh. Riggum rolled his eyes as he sat down. Trinity and her friend, a mouse maid named Amber, go and sit next to Serkin and Riggum. Trinity gave Serkin a smile
"Good morning, Serkin. I heard that tonight they are going to have a big feast to celebrate fifty seasons of peace." Serkin just stared at Trinity, but soon recovered replied.
"Really... I haven't heard anything yet. I bet it will be the biggest feast that Redwall has ever seen." Trinity was about to answer when the Abbess rose to say grace.
"We wake every morning to the sunrise,
And it never takes us by surprise,
That the peace we live in prevails,
And may it last for seasons more."
Soon every beast was eating. Riggum took a bowl of leek and mushroom soup with a slice of almond bread. Serkin ate a Blueberry scone with a tankard of strawberry cordail. He talked with Riggum about the piece he will play during the feast with his wooden flute. When breakfast is almost finished Abbess Rose stood up. A silence fell quickly as she addressed her Redwallers.
"Dear friends, I start by saying this. We have some here who have lived their entire lives without seeing war. Tonight, in the orchard, we will be having a grand feast to celebrate fifty seasons of peace and happiness," The Redwallers replied by giving a loud cheer. Abbess Rose put up her paws for silence. The otter looked around the room before continuing. "We will start at dusk tonight and feast until I have falled asleep." More cheers met the Abbess with a few laughs as everyone headed off to prepare for the feast.
Serkin got up from the table to see Skipper. In his dibbun days he became great friends with the Skipper of otters. He, through the teachings of Skipper, became a great fighter. He walked over and gave a comical salute
"Top of the morning Skip! Everything in the dormitories is ship shape," Skipper nodded and gave a stern look at Serkin, while trying to keep a straight face.
"Very good, Serk! My next order is for you to go outside with Riggum and have a good time," Serkin gave a false sigh and waled towards the door. But right when he got next to Riggum he stood straight and skipped out the door. Skipper chuckles to himself as Abbess Rose walks next to him.
"That Serkin has so much energy. I will note that if I have to deside the next warrior of Redwall." Skipper nodded and looked out the stained class windows.
"I would too. But we at least have no need to, we have had peace for fifty seasons. But I would like to talk to him about some entertainment ideas I hade,"
Serkin walked outside with Riggum to find something to do. They found Brother Alfred, the abbey gardener, struggling to turnover a wheel burrow.
"Hello Brother Alfred, let us help you with that." Serkin and Riggum helped him get the wheel burrow turned over. The old hedgehog sat, wiped his brow and sighed.
"Thank you friends, I guess I am not as strong as I use to be." He pushed the wheel burrow throught the rows of vegetables and fruits. He needed to pick ripe ones to bring to Frair Gouser. Serkin lokked around and saw trinity wave to him from a tree. As Riggum helped Brother Alfred gather food, Serkin slipped off and bounded up the tree and sat next to Trinity on the branch.
"May I be of service to you?" Trinity giggled and swung her foot paws in the air.
"Maybe... I just wanted to talk with you. I heard that you will be playing something on your wooden flute. I will be listening to that closely. I will be singing a song during the feast." Serkin nodded and kept starring into Trinity's golden eyes. Trinity stared back into his blue eyes. The slowly leaned toward each other when Riggum suddenly called from the ground.
"Serkin, ee Abbess want ter talk to ye!" Serkin looked at Trinity and smiled. He hopped down from the tree and headed to the main building.