A chapter! Yay!

wow! like. oh my gosh! an update! and Lobuck, I'm sure you'll enjoy this one! btb: I don't know if any of you got my brief reference earlier, but Ashbreeze is not 'branded' (I don't know why... but I'm uncomfortable using that term on my characters...) because his color is very distinguishable. --sigh-- I love Rowan, I don't know why, just do.. maybe it's the character I'm going to give him...

heh... almost forgot the disclaimer:

if we owned Redwall we would be really rich and wouldn't bother posting stuff on we would be in Ireland or Scottland right now, and we certainly wouldn't be posting disclaimers. AND WE DO NOT OWN BRYONY! cause if we did.. she would be really dead right now. but, I will post a proclaimer:

we do own Chillaxe, Skyborne, Rowan, Roann, Ashbreeze(though I don't think Lobuck knows that...) Daisy(though you can buy her...) and who ever else you would not reconize when first reading this fic!

Pale yellow eyes regarded their latest handiwork. Two white marks shaped like leaves were in the middle of the forehead of Rowan, Roann, and Daisy. He had them knocked out by a random soldier before he did this to them, as he did not want to be on their bad side. Ashbreeze was already asleep, taking his afternoon nap, closely guarded by Threefang, who had taken a liking to the babes, and thus became the new 'nanny'. Though, he had no problem with it, and if he did, he would have had to take it up with the Chief. Not that Chillaxe was unfair, but once he made up his mind, it was often hard to unmake.

It was quiet in the tent when the babes started awakening, calm yet attentive amber eyes took in the rough atmosphere. No where to be seen were the customary dormitories, nor the infirmary sister bustling about making the beds or washing babes up for breakfast. As the black squirrel slowly took in his surroundings, it revealed that he was in someplace that he had only been once before, with the wolf… As soon as he realized this, he bolted up and looked around, assured to find the faces of his friends nearby, sleeping, entangled in the dreams of unreality.

As his brain slowly untangled, the squirrel decided that he didn't want to be here, that he wanted back to where they had lots of food at every table, candied chestnuts where always to be found in the pocket of some goodbeast. He wanted home, to Redwall.

When the rest of the group slowly woke up, he shared his opinion to them in the typical dibbun fashion, jumbled words and lots of intricate hand motions. They all agreed, the time for exploration was done, they wanted back. As they strolled out into the bright sunlight exploded onto them and a wave of heat swept through their bodies, when they came close to the camp, the wolf from the other day came up to them.

"Did you all sleep well, I trust?" He asked in a voice that seemed unfitting for his scarred bulk.

"We sleep plenny well, you taka usn's bak 'ome now. Or muvver h'abbess will be gurtly worried."

"Muvva 'abbess, whaahaahoo!" Daisy cried.

At this the wolf paused slightly, as if contemplating what his answer would be.

"How 'bout you stay here, and I'll teach you how to be so great, that the abbess won't have to worry about you, cause you'll be too strong to get bathed or worried over?" This caught their eye, too big to get bathed? Impossible! But these beasts didn't smell really clean, so maybe the wolf was right, maybe they never would have to bath again!

"Deal, mista Chiwaxe, you maka Ash'reeze all biggan strong, like warrior! And deese ones too!" he said, casting his paw over his friends.

"Done, it might take awhile though…" he warned "I don't want any of you slacking off on me, then it won't work and you'll get lots of baths!"

This earned an earnest nod from each of them. Setting off away from the tent they went exploring the surrounding woods in Mossflower, where they would be for awhile, growing and training. Not far into their adventure, they came upon a hollowed out oak tree, with a decent sized hole in the bottom of the trunk, perfect for dibbuns.

"cummon you 'azy slakkers! Lez go esplore our new t'ee fort!" Ashbreeze commanded his friends.

"Dis be gudd hidin' outer place! We makka camp 'ere." This had the dibbuns crawling into the tree with amazed looks at how big and roomy it was. They sat around the inside of the tree on roots that had grown in amazing likeness of seats. This amused the squirrels to no end, climbing around the hollow tree, playing games, everything.

Until the twins looked each other straight in the eyes, noticing the white streak in between them, they went and sat down with Daisy at the bottom, noticing she had the same mark as well.

"Whadda dat onna face?" was the common question, they looked to the oldest for an answer.

"Id speshal no baff mark, makka sure you no getta baff." Was his logic, but this aroused questioning about why he didn't have one.

"Cuze Ashb'eeze no needa baff mark, I keepa sista's offa me wid strong warria. " This went well with the others, and they decided to keep the logic, thus ended the discussion about the marks.

High Captain Ripwave stood near the back of his horde and yelled for silence. The order was quickly spread with murmurs and sword hilts on the unfortunate near-deaf ones' heads until it was eerily quiet. Hare could barely be seen crowding the windows of the mountain.

"Come out stripedog! I aim to take this mountain, so come out and fight me for it!"

Silence greeted his challenge, but the nervous searats didn't dare move unless Ripwave ordered it. Suddenly, Lord Sunstripe burst out from the base of the mountain in full armor and flanked by threescore hares.

"You shall never take Salamandastron, wavescum!" he roared, and was then joined by all the hares in a frighteningly loud battlecry.

"EULALIAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

The two armies clashed horribly, the hares giving no quarter and the rats fighting for their lives. Soon the searats were backing away. No! This was not how it was planned! An order sprang up from somewhere.

"Back to the ships!"

They backed away as quickly as they could, but found themselves blocked by another contingent of hares.

They were trapped.

Skyborne ran out from the mountain, carrying a broadsword and scanning the sandy expanse for the hares holding back the retreat. He spotted them and ran faster, anticipating his first battle and the chance to prove his worth.

Skyborne heard something behind him and felt a sharp pain on the back of his head before his vision faded and he fell to the ground, sword falling from his hand.

Suspense! I told you so! --laugh-- Anywho, reivew! WE love you! --cough-- Or not. But whatever. We appreciate you, anyway.

I'm sorry, but this is one of the shortest chapters yet... and she told me I had a short chapter... at least I'm not evil and leave cliff hangers!heh heh, ... anyways... REVIEW! almost to the 50 mark! LET"S HIT IT! (by doing so you can tell Billios to stop making cliffies -