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Subject: HOLT WAVETAIL(part 2) Author: Wavetail [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 22:40:10 10/29/03 Wed The preaveous night had been hard on the otter chieftan,as he saw the anciant sqirrel and his son heading away.Taking a large raft Mobu saftly put the babe in the boat,the otter chieftan ran down from the hill ta see his son 1 last time... the otter babe grabbed his fathers ruff finger,and utterd the,precous(to his father)word,dwady,the otter and his babe stood for wot seemed like hours on the shore.Now remrmber Mobu,give him theese he handed over a strong bow and a qwiver full of arrow's.(and a long sword)And tell him about me...our holt,our battle,our curse,he carries our holt he is Holt Wavetail,Mobu began to speak...wot shall his name be...with thought the otter,spake...Swift...Swift Wavetail,farewell my son,may your seasons be long.they sailed off....1 season later at Redwall Abbey.Wot a liddle scamp dat otter has becum,ey,tritke,the strong mouse tritke sat with his,friend Holsf,as the otter babe approuched,in a sly position,crawled under the table,he met with his frinds.a young mole began to shout out to all dibbuns.......CHARGE!!!!!!!!The rain pounded down as the words were utterd,they came ashore charging for the great,otter fortress,2,000 otters jumeped down from the walls on the unexpectint vermin.Theese vermin were differant.Cross-breaded.Stronger even reguarly weak vermin were strong,10 otters slain,1 vermin slain,all the otters totaling about 5,000 charged out of the fortress....HOLT WAVETAIL!!!!!!Clang,thok,the otter chieftan was surronded,no ally at his side,he fought with all his might,slaying as he fought to make it to the terrified,babes,that were surronded.The master of the vermin,a ferret-stout,slew the babe slowly and painfully,there was one left...the otter chieftan gave forth a leap,to land in front of the babe as a body shield.First a pike then,a scimiter,the next morning the fortress was to be burned and it's chieftan tortured.... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]