The abbot had decided to go along with Ryke's plan,a patrol made up of Ryke,skipper Dreg,
and few otters were marching through the eastern fringe of mossflower,the fresh tindrels
of sun light shown through splotches through the tree tops,they had no been patroling long
before they heard a noise Skipper Dreg raised his javilen as if to throw but Ryke stopped him
"wait" the young marten said he saw a flash of white and he could of thought it was a squirrel
"Drey!" he thought and sped through the forest to the squirrel.
Drey and Riverwind were walking when they thought they saw a pine marten they knew it
was Ryke and sped toward him they met and laughed,when Skipper Dregs got there Riverwind looked "Uncle?" a grin swept across Skipper dregs face
"well if it aint me little niece!,and as pretty as ever i might add!"
they both hugged,and wrestled. "Lets get these beast to the abbey
when they got to the abbey the abbot skipper Ryke and skipper had a war councle
meeting