Brother Bartolomew wandered casually along the ramparts of Redwall, bathing himself in pure sunlight and snowy cold. The adult harvest mouse held his paws contently behind his back under his dark brown habit of the Order of Redwall. He shuffled his snowshoes as he gently kicked bundles of snow off the walls onto the ground below; then continued his stroll while whistling a jaunty and melodic seasonal tune under his breath.
He turned the corner onto the West Wall and knelt down to tie his shoelaces. As he did so, his round big black eyes marveled at the sight of the snowcapped Mossflower Forest. They fell onto the main road on the other side of the Main Gate, and caught the figure of a solitary beast, peculiarly dressed yet still obviously interesting. Bartolomew finished with his shoelaces, stood up straight, and brushed frost off his robes. His gaze never wavered from the curious creature at the Gate. He waved and hollered down at them, hoping they would hear him from that high up. His ears twitched at the sound of a knock on the wood, and he hurried down as fast as he could to answer it.
With surprising strength even for one of his age and species (he was a former Champion of Martin the Warrior and defender of Redwall from seasons long since past), he pushed the Gate open just enough for him to poke his head through to see whom had knocked.
"Welcome to Redwall Abbey, traveler. My name is Brother Bartolomew, of Redwall's Holy Order. May I help you?"
Eolin and Sariah listened with rapt attention to Katsuke as she explained her group's coming to Redwall. They both nodded compassionately.
"Travelers from another land, huh?" Eolin sympathized. "We're from the Eastern Islands ourselves, far and farther across the oceans of the world, beyond the reaches of the naked eye. So we're foreign here, too; rest assured, we are all the same. Do not be afraid of us. And please, do not be strangers, for all are welcome at Redwall." Eolin waved his free paw reassuringly at the newcomers, while his other paw stroked Sariah's sleek short albino-white hair.
Sariah sighed softly at her cousin soothingly caressing her hair, and she smiled cordially at the others while lightly rubbing her palm on Eolin's chest. "It's always good to meet visitors to Redwall Abbey. We've always felt very out of place ourselves, being the only foreigners at Redwall for over three seasons now. So, meeting creatures from other lands is always a welcome change."
"And you said you're looking for a friend of yours?" Eolin had well listened to what Katsuke had explained. "Do you know their name? We might know them, and if we don't, we can definitely help you find them, if they're out in the Forest or here at Redwall already."
Meanwhile, Glimbo Grunndo had just hung his coat on a hook rack and stretched his cold limbs as he walked over to the fire. He bit his lip at the visitors mangling his name (for what surely wouldn't be the last time before the day was through), and grumbled in irritation.
"For th' last darn time! It's Glimbo Grunndo!" he enunciated in vain. "Glim-bo Grunn-gah, ya know what, neva mind." He brushed it off, stuck his tongue out at the vermin and helped himself to a soft cheese white bread sandwich on a ceramic plate on top of a round end table, warmed to perfection by the fire. He took one of the sandwiches and sat in the closest chintz armchair, close enough to the roaring fire but still within earshot of the conversation.
ooc: Tessa and Jessies hunger wins, besides, we get to see most of the creatures and the dubbins have blue fur!
Tessa and Jessie closed the door behind them silently and crept towards there room, laugher and talk ran out from the great hall. "Come on.." Tessa whispered as they made it closer to the steps. Tessa quickened as they almost reached the steps before she and Jessie were grabbed by ears from behind. "YOU TWO!" Tessa and Jessie yelled in surprise as Badger Mum caught them, "You two are in so much trouble!" she said as she marched them towards the great all.
"Owwww. Mum…please..owww it hurts." Jessie whimpered as she tried to loosen badger mums grip on her ear. Tessa did the same, "WE didn't mean any harm..OWWW...just some-ow-fun." she said trying to squirm away.
"Fun...FUN!?" Badger Mum said crisply, "You call this fun." She were pulled to a stop infront of everyone at the great hall. And Tessa gasped and Jessie jaw dropped, About half of the creatures were blue or had blue paws. Jim was looking up at the scowling, for he was covered from head to toe in blue. Tessa couldn't help but cracked a laugh, "Looks like that one is on you Jim. OWWW." she squeaked and her laugh caught in her throat, Jessie admired her handy work, "Blue never looked so good.." she muttered and then cringed under the stares looking down at her paws.
"Jessie and Captain Tessa, your pranks today effected everyone. First the fake food, and now the blue dye. Not to metion the bucket of flower on Jim during training. What other pranks have you done." Jessie looked down at her paws, "Don't know ma'am...could be a few more out there." she said apologetically, "I just, I just wanted to have some fun." she mumbled Tessa nodded and backed her sister up, "Come on, it wasn't that bad, no-no one was harmed right? and the dye...um should come out in a few washing. Its um not permamit, just some blueberry juice and lemon juice."
"Look at me! I"m blue!" came a cry, "I CHIPPED MY TOOTH TODAY ON A SCONE." "Me throat still hurts from the spices!" came another cry. Jessie cringed and looked away, not saying anything. Tessa just regared everyone her smile faded quickly, "it was, um a joke. Thats all, need some stress relief. You know?" She stopped and looked away, "We are sorry." she said quietly,
"Right you guys are, we have decided your punishment." Tessa and Jessie looked up with big eyes, "You are here by sentenced to scrub every floor and step in Redwall, I don't want to see a speck of dust anywhere," "WHAT!? Tessa cried in protest. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" she said, "That would days!!!" Badger mum twisted her ear, "OWWWW..." Tessa squeaked and she fell silent, Jessie looked horror struck, "Our pranks weren't that bad." she said, "Please.." she said begging.
"Its the final word. I suggest you guys start tonight after dinner. Maybe then you will think about your actions." Jessie looked away and Tessa and her said, "Yes Ma'am."
"Off you go you to, I suggest a good meal." Jessie and Tessa slunked down to the far end of the table, not meeting anyone's graze. Jim stuck out his paw and Jessie went flying. Tessa glowered at Jim and helped Jessie up before they found spots at the table. Silently they ate there food, not meeting anyone's graze, Jessie leaned over and wispered to Tessa, "I regret nothing." Tessa elbowed Jessie in the side, "It was worth it." she responded.
Then here I come! May I present – Rook! He's... a rook xDD And he's hungry!
Burble wasn’t the only one early beast on this fine morning.In one of those trees, which casted their pretty shades upon the Abbey pond, sat a rook. And since clan's true-seer had foretold that this particular rook would never accomplish anything worth of mentioning in his whole life, he had been given a plain name Rook.
Rook was uninvited guest who had flown over the Abbey walls last night and hid on the trees which grew on the Abbey Grounds. His jet-black plumage looked like the poor fellow had flew through the hurricane to get here but that wasn't nothing new. Rook's feathers always looked as if someone had stuck to the bird's legs and gave him a hard ride. He didn't have talent groom himself properly and so his feathers always stuck out like spikes from his plumage.
He wasn't up to any mischief, at least not in his own opinion. He had just wanted sleep the night over in secure place and trees surrounded by a huge wall seemed like ideal option. And no-one would miss those two or three plumes from the Orchard….
So he had eaten and he had slept. And then the morning came and in the bathing of the increasing light Rook had seen where he had ended up spending his night as a freeloader
Wall's color didn't leave room for doubt. This was Redwall! Oh pigweed, now he had done it! Never mess with the residents of Redwall Abbey had his flock warned!
The realization had struck so strong, leaving the blackbird too scared to move. Yes, Rook wasn’t particular brave -- and he wasn't that bright either. In fact his old flock had ridiculed him and kicked him out since the poor bird was so helplessly stupid that he wouldn't find his own beak even if he touched it with both of his wings. The only thing he was good at nowadays was he just loitering around the beasts' dwelling places and snatching away food that was left unguarded.
Oh why, oh why he had ended up in here? This was bad place, verry bad!
Rook wasn't scared of landwalkers - toose stoopid slowpokes would never caught him! Never him! He had wings! Wings that would take him high, high up where landwalkers never reached…. No, Rook was more scared of feathered brethren which dwelled in the Abbey with the landwalkers.
Nervously Rook gazed up to the sky, half-expecting to see figure of sparrow circling around the air, ready to find him if he even was to breathe too loud. Rooks were almost two times bigger than sparrows but the size didn't matter when you had a whole flock all over you, plugging off your feathers. And Rook had heard rumors that Abbey's sparrows defended their territory fiercely and he didn't wish to find out if that statement was true or not... So he tried to stay in hiding behind these tree leaves. But hunger had started growling in his stomach….
Luckily, no sparrow in sight right now-- just some bank vole who was putting out his fishing equipment. Rook didn't care much of fish… Those creatures were cold and slimy like the environment they lived in… So to mention he didn't like water either. And it didn't get into his head how landwalkers could eat something like fish or willingly dip themselves into that deep cold wet liquid. The mere thought made Rook shudder. Odd landwalkers and their odd habits…
Fishing aside, he was more interested about the scones on the stray. Blackbird eyed them hungrily watching them like a hawk. Should he just sweep down and snatch them?... No sparrows around, everything was okay-dokey… He would be quick, he would be fast --- stoopid landwalker would never knew what hit him….