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Thistle Willowsong Longfaith
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Date Posted: 15:29:55 10/24/02 Thu
I'm gonna say diss im biggabeast tawk, so yous can unnastand me!
I was born in a place called the Northern South-Glen, where my mother and father lived, as well as all my aunts and uncles. My parents, Periwinkle and Rhubarb, were great friends with the Abbey, and they visited it often. One day, while they were coming back from a picnic, a horde of weasels attacked my parents. My father, a great warroir, tried to fight them off. My mother helped, for she was brave, but my dad told her to run with me(i was just a babe, not even a season old) and escape. She ran as far as she could before an arrow shot her in the back. She stumled, and found herself lying in a thistle patch, my namesake. There she died(i wanna cry now) and a healer fox found me. The healer fox, Zampa, took me to her hungry tribe to(gasp) eat me. But her tribe didn't want to eat a baby mousemaid, no matter how hungry they were (for it really was a good tribe of foxes). So, Zampa brought me to Redwall. Now, to describe myself. I'm a mousemaid with startlingly purple eyes, the color of my namesake, and light tan fur. I'm mischevious, and i talk lots. Some beasts say i never shut up! ANyway, I'm an artist and a writer(and in real life i play the clarinet...but mousemaids would have a hard time doing THAT!)...I take fencing lessons from the Abbey Chapion, because I want to be a warrior someday, and defeat those awful nasty weasels that killed my parents(no offense to any other weasels here:)...but for now, I'll concentrate on being the naughtiest dibun I can be!
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