Right so I'm back! Here is my NEW CHALLENGE! No, kidding I don't have a challenge for you… So… So… Um… sadly I have to go to a trip with my choir and I can't update for four days, from June 28 to July 2, sob. No really, I can't bring ANY ELECTRONICS! SOB EVEN MORE! You might want to wonder what my age is now… Don't ask. I may as well be 70. No I'm not that old. Maybe I'm a teenager… Sorry, ran off track. So here is le story! (And yes, I use 'le' too much.)

Oh and Furmingbia is telling a story.

My Rose of Old Redwall

Book 2: Enter Noonvale

Chapter 8: Flower

A crowd gathered around the newborn.

"She looks… so still…" one, a mouse whispered.

"She's so tiny!"

"Could she be dead?"

"She's not breathing!"

"Quick! Someone help!" The mother was anxious about her daughter.

After being roughly shaken by a squirrel, the babe began to breath and cry. But not for long. After the short few sobs the babe stopped breathing again, but she opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings as everyone gasped, her eyes were pure blue, like the color of the deepest, cleanest pool of water or the bluest edges of the sky. Then it opened its mouth in a yawn, earning more gasps as the others noticed the babe's sharp and long fangs.

"Ma-ma." The tiny thing reached out its paws and groped about for its mother, who hugged it close in relief as she heard a steady rhythm of breaths coming from the mousebabe.

"Oh, my daughter, you gave us such a scare…"

The mousebabe wobbled over to another, older mousemaid. "Rose! Bigga sista!"

The older mousemaid looked at her slightly younger sibling. "What issit?"

"Brome said he bite me tail off if I steal his cake. I didn't!"

"Ooh! Naughty, naughty Brome! Let's go find mama."

The smaller mouse lingered behind fearfully. "Brome said he bite me ear off iffen I tell."

Rose smiled. "Then I'll bite his tail off and make him eat it!"

Giggling, the younger mousemaid tottered with Rose to find their mother.

After doing a summersault in midair, the young mousemaid landed besides Urrah Voh, Chieftain of Noonvale. Jerking back sharply, the mouse was relieved to find only his daughter there. "Flower! You will eventually be the death of me, jumping around scaring everybeast. What are you doing out here? I thought you went to take a nap."

Flower placed a beautiful star jasmine in her father's paws. "Look dad, the flowers are blooming. Sister is collecting more flowers. Brother is off with his friends, playing soldiers again."

After sniffing appreciatively at the tiny flower, Urrah Voh stuck the flower behind the young maid's ears and murmured. "They are as pretty as you, my dear, run along and play now. And don't scare any other beasts."

Sighing fondly, the Chieftain of Noonvale watched his daughter wheel-cart off and do a complex twirl.

"So, my Flower, you are growing up well."

"GET OFF!" Brome shrieked, rolling on the floor as his squirrel friend, Arkwood, tackled him. The little ones in Noonvale were having an all-out war. Rolling into a tight ball, Flower rolled into the fray as Brome shoved Arkwood towards her, and they crashed, with Flower pushing Arkwood off Brome. Then she rolled into another tangle of little creatures, knocking them apart and pouncing on Rose.

"Gotcha!" Flower squeaked as she held Rose, the captain of the opposite team, captive. Flower's team, the Blue team, cheered as they won… for the fifteenth time in a row.

"NOT. FAIR!" The Red team wailed. They glared at Flower, who pouted. "Not my fault! I wanna win too!" With that, she ran off into the woods.

Sighing, Aryah Voh organized a search party to find their headstrong daughter. "Eight seasons… only eight seasons and already this much trouble. My little Flower certainly won't become one of us."

Flower stared into silent waters at her secret cave. The columns of calcite supported the cave's massive roof and through it ran a thick river and glowing, milky water, which came from a spring and ended in a pool, the very pool flower was sitting next to.

"I was just helping my team." Flower muttered. "They don't need to snap at me… Nobeast appreciates my talent." Staring moodily into the pool, the mousemaid scooped up a pawful of the calcite-filled water and tossed it onto a rock, making it and her paw glow.

"They say I need to be calm and cool and clearheaded and smart and lady-like and peaceful and everything I'm not!" Flower swirled the milky waters with her wet paw. She turned and spoke to a passing bug. "I mean, I'm smart and clearheaded, just not peaceful I suppose…"

She pulled out a dagger she smuggled at tossed it at a wall full with scratches. It hit and buried in a crack perfectly as she sighed. "They say I'm special, and I need to use my talent to help. They say I should not give in to anger. I say it's hard!" Flower pulled the dagger back by the string that connected it to her paw. Hearing somebeast approach, she threw the dagger like chained lightning without looking and heard a surprised yell. She turned to see Brome staring wide-eyed at the dagger that buried itself an ant's length above his head. Sighing, she pulled the dagger back.

"So Brother, what's up?"

Brome took a moment to recover and wen to sit by his younger sister. "They're all looking for you. Coming close too, better hide this place and yourself. But next time, don't kill me before I actually come in!"

Flower smiled and hugged her, brother, older than her by one season. "Alright, come on, I know a hidden strawberry patch."

So, this chapter is just for you to know about Flower's personality and style. And what was her connection to Noonvale. And as you see, I added books. So every chapter before this is Book 1: Enter Redwall. See ya!