Sorry for not putting up a new chapter in a long time but, 10th grade was a killer and being in a sport for the first time did not help. Please also check out the new version of the prologue. It did not work with my current train of thoughts. Should have the next chapter up very soon. Also check out this web site . It is a fun game where you manage your own warlord and try to be number 1, if you try it out I'm Rocelin Poisonblade on Turbo and Drogo Brush on Regular.
Also because I have not posted in a while and because I was asked, here is a quick review over the main parts.
Drogo trains for the archery competition against the Sipper, when he shoot at a rat. Heather goes out into the woods to find him. While she is gone Redwall gets a new friar, Granite. The rat, Zürish, talks about his past and warns the abbey beast about Tixtako. Kites plays a trick on Badger mum Waterlily and everyone is trying to find him.
Chapter 6
Drogo, after detaching himself from the badger and two other squirrels, ran straight to Great Hall. Sitting down below the tapestry of Martin the Warrior, the young squirrel pulled out a small reed flute. After blowing a few notes, Kites came crawling out from under a table. The mouse dibbun jumpedonto his friend's lap with a bag of candied chestnuts in one hand. Drogo patted the mouse's head softly. "Ye little thief, stole straight out from under their noses. Why did ye cover Waterlily in flower though?" Drogo chuckled quietly, before munching on some of the treats that he had took from the bag.
"Aye coved 'er in fwower 'cause she being bozzy," Kites spoke at the same tone as Drogo. The babe grabbed a few of the chestnuts and chew on them slowly to savior the taste.
The two of them continued to do this until the bag was empty. Then the two of them walked out into the abbey orchard. The ginger squirrel sat down below the closest tree neer the door. Kites sat down on Drogo's chest playing with a ball that his grandpa had gave him. Kites' white fur stood out in the summer day. They stayed under the tree for a while longer until Kites looked around to Drogo. "Wot was me papa loike, D'ogo 'cuz gandpa not tell me?" The white mouse asked Drogo innocently.
"Umm…. Lets go and ask yer grandpa alright, he knew him better than I ever did. Besides he is yer kin and it is better for ye to hear from him. So come on and lets go ask Kieran." Drogo said nervously, his tail brushing up on the tree behind him, before he straightening up from his sitting position. The young squirrel reached down and picked his little friend out. At a casual pace, so Waterlily would not hear them, the two friends made their way to the abbot's room.
Up in his room, Kieran was sitting in his chair. Mys and Heather were also up in his room. As Kieran's two closest friends and advisers they were always up in his room when there was a big decision to be made. The three of them were currently conversing about the rat and what to do with him.
"It's obvious that the vermin is either truly a poor creature who really went through that he is saying or he is trying to use our good nature against us." Heather remarked as Drogo and Kites walked into the abbot's room.
"Yes you have a good point Heather, but lets talk about it later. What can I do for you Drogo?" The abbot said catching sight of the squirrel as he walked in.
The recorder apprentice walked over to the abbot's bed and set Kites down on it. Quickly the young squirrel explained the situation to the elders, which was smiles and slight nods.
Kieran cast a loving look towards his grandson. "I'll tell him in a few, but first I would like discuss something with you. As you know there is the rat in the abbey that claims that he is a friendly beast who asks for are help to rescue his vixen companion to the northwest. Me and the other elders what to know what you think of the situation?" Kieran's voice was steady as he addressed Drogo.
The ginger squirrel fidgeted under the gaze of the elders. His big fluffy tail swished the air behind him as he thought, while facing the floor below him. Looking up, Drogolooked at the elders before speaking. "Well, um, it is hard to tell if Zürish is telling the truth, but the abbey charter states that we are suppose to take care of all creatures that mean us no harm. So until he does something to give us a reason to not trust him we should help him." The squirrel's voice had a very timid tone to it the whole time he was speaking.
The older otter, who had not spoken since the young beast entered the room, voice was happy as he commented on the squirrel's opinion. "Wise thoughts Drogo, I don't think I would have remembered the abbey's charter with my bad memory."
"True Mys, I don't think anyone of us would have," Kieran said smiling. "do you think you and Heather could gather up everybeastin Cavern Hall for a meeting. I'll make my decision once I'm done talking with Kites."
"Of course we will, old thing," Heather said pulling Mys up to his feet. "you going to tell the small mite the first day his patter meet your daughter? Come on, you too Drogo, let these two have a family moment." The hare maid smiled grabbing the squirrel roughly by one of his arms.
"Can I please stay Father Abbot, I never heard that story." Drogo pleaded resisting the haremaid's tug on his arm.
"Let him stay Heather, you already have Mys and I'm sure Foremole will help you out," Kieran chuckled softly. "'sides I not as young as I used to be, so he'll help me carry Kites down stairs once the story is over."
The infirmary hare nodded her head in understanding and with Mys left the abbot's room closing the door softly.
Once the two beast had left Kieran asked Drogo a simple question. "Tell me Drogo, what do you remember about Tazok?"
Drogo thought back to the time when Kites' parents were still alive and picked about the important details. "I do remember that he was very fast and strong, and great with the bow; but not as good as Mys used to be. Everybeast loved him a lot.
As Drogo finished, Kieran commented. "Of course that is all you can remember, but I am surprised you did not know that Tazokand your father were both born on the border. Now before you ask, no Tazok did not know him. I had asked him if he had known your and Ascen's father, but he told me he had left the border when he was young mouse."
The young squirrel did not hid his disappointment, but did not reply. Kites how ever spoke quickly after his grandfather was finished speaking. "Tell the sto'ie grandpa!" The mouse's voice was loud with impatience.
The old mouse began to count on his paws before he spoke again. "Well, if I recall correct, it was when Allison was nineteen or twenty seasons old. Oh, wait here for a little, I'll go and see if the story is in the gatehouse." The father abbot rose from his chair and left his room, while the two younger beasts played a game with the abbot's covers.
Outside in the gatehouse Mys was talking with Foremole Jubby and his mate; Lillian, their three kids, and Ash who was following the moles around for a while. The young mouse sat in one of the chairs and enjoyed himself with a small ball. Atron and Sinfur wereboth sighing loudly wanting to get out of the small room. Tirg and his parents were listening closely to what the abbey recorder was saying to do as Kieran opened the door. "Good day mate, need the story of when Allison meet Tazok?" Mys chuckled as he saw his friend enter. "I always knew yer memory was like mine."
"Yes Mys, I do need the story, could you please get it for me?" Kieran requested
with a grin.
Before the old otter could move, Jubby placed one of his paws on Mys' shoulder. "Nay worie otter, oi nowes where ee s'ory beez at. Oi'll get eet for youz mizter Cryian." The mole walked over to the wall of parchments and thumbed through the papers from a few seasons ago.
As Jubbey did this Ash stopped playing, and walked over to his grandfather. "Youm tellen Kites bout our daddy."
Kieran smiled and laughed. "Yes I'm telling your little brother and he didn't pester me unlike you did last spring," The father abbot turned to Mys and spoke to him next. "Who do you still need to get, I'm sure Ash would help you get them."
The abbot's friend shook his head, replying. "I don't think there is anyone else with as much running Heather was doing, but go check Tormund, Jeb, and Azerie got the message."
The younger mouse dashed out of the room as Jubby turned back around with a small book. "You tell ee grandchoild umbout Tazok." The mole smiled as the abbot accepted the book from him.
Back up stairs in the abbot's room, Drogo had laid down on Kieran's bed. Kites had crawled up onto Drogo green tunic and had fallen asleep. As Kieran opened the door, the squirrel sat up and woke up the sleeping babe. Kieran smiled at the two beast before sitting down in his chair.
"Now before I begin, I must remind you this was four seasons before Ash was born, so Abbess Lyn was still alive and in charge and I was not abbot. Also Kites if you could be quiet until I'm done, it would be nice." Abbot Kieran explained as he opened the small book.
As the old mouse found the start and began, Rose and her son, Zegen, flew in through the nearest window and perched on the bed, awaiting for the abbot to finish.
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