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Date Posted: 18:40:16 12/15/03 Mon
A strong squrill strode through Sunflower's dreams. He came closer to her, his hand outstreched. She took his hand and he lead her to a stream.
"Little one, do not be afraid to look to the water." he said.
As she looked up at him, she regonized him. This was Rufe Brushtail, her ansestor from Redwall Abbey! She couldn't belive it!
"Look to the water!" Rufe told her. She looked down into the stream and saw an image there. It was her father! He was fighting with his long dagger, his chosen weapon. Then the image changed, she saw her father's paw, puting his dagger into the paw of another creature. It was definitly a squirll's paw, a small one. Hers, perhaps? Then Rufe spoke again,
"The blade of the Warrior,
will rest in the flower's paw,
to help defend the Abbey,
and anwser destineys call.
Go now little maiden,
go do what you must do,
for within the red sandstone walls,
you'll find others like you!"
Sunflower had no recolection of her dream the next day.
* * *
About half a days march away from Springsville, Rakra Degtus stood atop a rock, waiting for her scouts to return.
Rakra was the captin of the Bloodwave, a ship with blood red sails and a reputation of murder. Rakra was a sleek red fox, beautiful in a evil sort of way. She was also deadly with her long saber. It had a ruby set into the hilt, and nick in it for every life she had ever taken. She had taken her crew ashore to find oarslaves, since her idiotic crew was needed for other things. She had left a score of her crew, controled by Nabli, a strong female ferret, to guard the ship. Ropear, her scout, soon arived. The stoat stood to attention as he made his report.
"Lots of em, Cap'n. Strong'uns to! Lots a likkle babes that could grow to be strong oarslaves too!"
"I have no use for babes you idiot!" Rakra said.
"But Cap'n they'd grow ta be strong oarsl-" Ropear began.
"I don't need slaves who have to grow up before they can work! I only need slaves who can work NOW!" she said, giving the stoat a hefty punch.
"Aye Cap'n!" Ropear said, massaging his head.
"Don't you 'aye Cap'n' me! Get out of my sight!"
As Ropear was leaving Rakra called for one of her officers.
"Gata! Come here!"
Gata hurried up to Rakra. Gata was a vixen, like Rakra, but she was older, and silver.
"Get everyone ready. We will attack tomorow at noon. That is when they will be busyest, and the warriors will be unsupspecting."
"As you say Cap'n." Gata said, smiling evily.
"My sword has been hungry for blood, and I can't wait to feed it!"
As Gata hurried off, Rakra looked out towards Springsville.
Rakra started singing the song her mother had sang when she had been captain of the Bloodwave.
"When there is plunder to be taken,
who will take it?
The vixen!
When revenge is out of reach for some,
who can grab it?
The vixen!
Where is a vixen like this?
That vixen would be me!"
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