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Subject: Ok! Chapter 2


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Whiteye
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Date Posted: 16:57:52 04/19/03 Sat
In reply to: Whiteye 's message, "Awww thanks but I can't write now. Probly 2morow! Cya!" on 15:14:30 04/16/03 Wed

Chapter 2 'The Abbey'

Mhera paced outside the abbey's walls. Where had Trag gotten too? She turned around as a tiny mousebabe tugged her rudder. "Hewo Muvver Abbess Meree!" He squeaked at her. She smiled. "Hello Trag," She picked him up in her arms. "How are you on this sunny bright morning?" Trag yawned sleepily, showing his tiny pink tongue. "Me's tired lots an' lots." Mhera smiled, set him down, and said softly, "Run along and play with the other dibbuns!" She watched as he took off down the path where more babes were playing. The Abbess's smile disappeared as an elderly squirrel approached her from behind. "Missy! It's yore mama and Berona." She whispered in her ear. Concern washed over Mhera's face. She picked up her skirts and took off for the sick bay. There, two otters, one Filorn and the other Berona, lay in two seperate beds. Berona had a blind eye, but was still a strong beast. But the mother of Redwall noticed with dismay that she looked weaker then she ever had. Her mother lay with her eyes closed, and at first Mhera thought she had already passed away, but Filorn opened her eyes weakly and smiled feebly at her daughter. "Hello, Mhera." She said. Mhera felt a tear course down her cheek as she smiled back at her mother. Filorn, although very weak, was still a fairly young otter. She had come down with the dreaded WetSky cough last summer, and was still suffering. Berona on the other hand, was an elderly otter, getting on in her seasons. As Berona's eyes closed, Mhera whispered in her ear, "I'll see you in the Gates, Berona." Berona's last words were, 'Farewell, my niece'. Mhera's eyes filled with tears as her aunt passed away into Dark Forest's Gates.

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