Sorry I haven't posted in a while, It's because I've been bombarded with English homework for the last couple weeks.

Disclaimer - I do not own Redwall.

But I do own these characters.

Chapter 1

Drogo, a young squirrel with reddish ginger fur, got out of bed and left the Abbey dormitories. It was late morning when he woke up. As he ran down the stairs he crashed into his brother, Ascen. His brother was four seasons older than Drogo. From what their mother told him he was a mirror image of his father, who died shortly before Drogo's birth, from Ascen's dark gray fur to his blue eyes.

When the squirrels arrived at Redwall their mother was extremely sick and weak. After three days of fighting to stay alive she died. Drogo, who was only five seasons old, was heavily effected by her death. The badger mum Waterlily, who was in her early seasons, took extra care of the younger squirrel.

"Hey brother, Mys and Father Abbot Kieran wants to see you." Ascen said before running out to the orchard.

As he entered the Great hall he found himself looking at Martin. Drogo often wondered if his father was like Martin. If so his brother would probably be like Martin. This was the only thing, about his brother; Drogo was envious of.

Looking to the tables where Abbot Kieran and Mys where at, he saw his friends Natasha and Tirg. Drogo walked over and sat down in between Natasha, a squirrelmaid, and Tirg, a mole.

Tirg was an outcast amongst moles because he did not dig. Do to this, he spoke quite normal. Only the younger beasts, in the abbey, liked him.

Natasha, the squirrelmaid, has a bond with Drogo that nobeast can destroy. This bond has been there since the death of Drogo's mum. Natasha had lost her mum, the former Abbess, ten seasons ago, which was the beginning of their relationship.

Giving a quick nod to his friends he turned to Kieran. "You wanted to see me Abbot?" Drogo said very innocently before taking a bite of fresh picked strawberries.

"Yes but Tirg, Natasha would you be kind enough to leave please, this only concerns Drogo." The Abbot asked calmly prepared for their reaction.

"But Drogo hasn't done anything wrong." Natasha blurted out forgetting she was speaking to.

Kieran smiled at her, obviously proud of how she stood up for her friend. "I never said he was in trouble did I Natasha? We are just going to have talk and then he can go outside and play with you two and Ascen."

The two friends slowly got up and left the Great Hall. Before leaving Natasha took one last glance at Drogo.

A bit of fear seeped into him. What could be so important that Kieran could not tell Tirg and Natasha. "You are not going to die are you?" the question slipped out before Drogo could truly think about what was going on.

"No Drogo, Mys' son and his otter are visiting soon, we want you to," Kieran started to say humorously

"I am not going to be the cook, they hated my food." Drogo said shockingly.

Redwall had been without a Friar ever since Friar Franz's death during the last winter. Nobeast could cook, so the position was empty until someone has the talent to cook wonderful meals. Everybeast had to help with the cooking whether they want to or not.

"No, two days from now I want you to go out to the western wall and watch for him. Now go and don't get into trouble," Kieran ordered cheerfully. "I'll have Brother Tormund come and get you to help out later today.

Outside, the early summer sun shown down on Drogo as he got outside. His ginger fur illuminated into a bright fire-like red, while his dark green eyes almost turned a pale green. Peering around he found his brother and friends at their usual spot. The spot is a tree that they found an injured female raven, named Roselin or Rose depending if her mate, Matt, is there or not.

As he made his was over there Natasha jumped up and sprinted over to Drogo. Natasha had a serious look in her eyes like something bad had happened. "What did they want Drogo?"

"Don't worry, something about a feast is all I was told." Drogo lied with a huge smile on his face.

Ascen caught on to Drogo's easily and desisted to go along with him. "But why, you can't cook so why, you and not one of us."

"They want me to guard the western wall when we have it." Drogo explained while climbing into the tree his brother was sitting in.

Tirg was the only one on the ground, being afraid of heights, started to catch on also, but slightly. "Oi be sure there will be nothing, so why?"

"I wonder what the occasion is," Natasha asked herself out loud. "Perhaps there will be new dibbuns soon." The squirrel maid loved to help Waterlily take care of the little ones.

"Speaking of which here comes two naughty ones right now, hide Drogo." Ascen laughed catching sight of Abbot Kieran's grandsons, Kites and Ash.

The two baby mice lost their dad and mum, Kieran's daughter, two seasons ago when a half score of water rats tried to attack the dibbuns who were taking a unknown walk in the Mossflower Woods. Kieran's daughter and her husband arrived in time to save them, but with a cost of their lives. Drogo was the one to find the fallen Abbey creatures along with the dibbuns, who where crying their hearts out.

Ash immediately took after his grandpa and became tough to protect his brother. On the other hand Kites found someone to attach to, which just happened to be the one who found him that dreadful day, Drogo.

"Dogo, mista Tormud want you." Kites yelled as loud as possible while he and Ash ran over to the tree and jumped on to Tirg.

Jumping down from the tree he was in; he picked up Kites and Ash. Ascen leaped out of the tree and a few seconds later and took Ash from his brother.

"Well let us go and see." Drogo whispered to Kites as they sneaked away as Ash wailed hearing the word 'bath'.

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