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Stoakly Centurio of II
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Date Posted: 22:25:40 08/22/07 Wed
Mossyra was alive. The otter gasped – the first sign that she was not dead. Tinsy sighed with relief, and Terragon wiped nervous sweat from her brow. Their friend was alive. Legolas hugged Mossrya, but the ottermaid was obviously quite dazed. The four continued searching, but after a while, nothing happened. They walked through the now moon-lit paths of Mossflower Woods. Though they were relieved, it was hard to be happy – most of the Redwallers were dead or lost somewhere in the woods. However, as they came near the Great Inland Lake, they lost hope. “Alright,” Stoakly said, “It’s time to head back to Redwall. We should salvage the rubble and debris and try to re-build a bit of the wall. Mossyra and Audrey can fix us some soup…” They all nodded, but suddenly were alert. A rat, slightly maimed, was sprinting at them, with a mace in his hand. All of them were unarmed, as their weapons were still somewhere on the battlefield. It seemed Legolas was to be first, but suddenly, a knife struck in his back, piercing the spine. “Ugh…” Stoakly’s jaw dropped in disbelief – Raiden had killed the rat! “Raiden, we could’ve used a warrior like you here earlier!”
Sunset, Audrey, and Tokie looked inside St. Ninian’s, all of them recovered from the previous strife. There was no sound, well, that Audrey or Sunset could hear. However, they noticed Tokie with his head to the ground. “Oi be hearin’ somebeast atremblin’. Et’s getten’ fainter.” Audrey scratched her head. “Check the corners,” She said to both of them, “Somebeast is probably scared, wounded, and hiding.” Tokie followed the sound, and Sunset checked the corners of the ruined church. Audrey hopped outside, checking the perimeter. “Oi found ‘er!” A small, teenage female mouse was huddling in a corner, shivering. “I’ve seen awful things, Sir Tokie,” She said, and by that time, Sunset and Audrey had come up closer. “Now, now, Swordling,” Said Audrey, “Don’t fret. We’ll take you back to Redwall, and make you a nice bowl of soup.” The others had the same plan. So, the two groups would come back to the Abbey, make soup and discuss further plans over a nice, warm bowl of soup and some bread. “Sunset…” Swordling muttered. “Tiffie was kidnapped.” Sunset gasped in horror; however, she was relieved to know that she was alive, and not simply killed in battle.
After another long walk, Terragon, Tinsy, Mossyra, Stoakly, and Raiden made it back to Redwall. The bodies were decaying, fur was stained, and it was not a pretty site. Stoakly seemed rattled, his paw shaking, but it was more comfortable having Raiden there. The mouse had a confidence and comfort in the most troubling times, and it gave others hope, as well. They all walked through the lawn, a little dazed at the brutality. After the vermin broke through the Otter Crew and smashed through the Gate, the GOUSIM was slaughtered, but luckily, they lasted longer. The Long Patrol arrived from the south and flanked them. However, there were too many vermin, and both groups were killed. The few Redwall soldiers who were trained fought in the front line, but they still were wiped out. Then, as they broke through into the Abbey, the elders began throwing torches and everything they could. The fire destroyed part of the Abbey, but it allowed them to escape, and the vermin were too dumb to simply leave. And so they died, but the last few lines retreated, but took prisoners.
Now, all of the survivors were back, walking into Great Hall. There were dead elders, ash, and all the like through-out the room. Sunset and Swordling were the first to comment. “This… can’t be my home.” Said Swordling, leaning on Sunset’s shoulder. “I’m shaken up, too, ‘Ling.” Sunset, Swordling, and Mossyra entered the kitchen to make the soups, while the others decided to plot and plan. The first to ask the inevitable question, Stoakly opened up his arms. “So, do we begin the re-building of Redwall Abbey, or do we go after the remaining vermin first?” Raiden sat down, quickly responding. “Both.” They all looked at him, Audrey the first to give a disapproving look. “Think,” Raiden demanded, “Sunset and Swordling are not warriors, and so one of us, possibly Audrey, will stay with them and help out. We know that the vermin went north, that’s inevitable. So, Nicolaus and I will lead Stoakly, Tinsy, Terragon, and Mossyra, perhaps, out to fight the vermin. They left around dawn this morning – we leave dawn tomorrow and we’ll catch up. They don’t think they’re being tracked, so we’re fine.” He paused, looking around the table. “Any objections?” There was silence. “Good,” Terragon stated. “I’m all for it.”
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