Shaun Strongrudder swam lazily in the river Moss. It was a warm spring day in May, there were only a few puffy little white clouds marring the bright blue sky. The young otter was soaking up sun for all he was worth because he knew that there wouldn't be much of it later. Weather is a fickle thing and it can change in the blink of an eye, especially if that eye is sleepy! The Moss isn't a very turbulent river so Shaun was not to worried about being ducked under by a stray currant.
His thoughts were wondering back to his home on Greenisle and his family, Sarah and Karla. He missed his little sister especially. For some reason she was always able to make him laugh. He also missed his mother Sarah's cooking. He hadn't had any cooking like her's since his last visit to Redwall.
Suddenly he was aware of somebeast's shadow that had fallen over him. His mind raced as he thought of his weapons that were lying on the bank along with his other gear. He rolled over in the water and looked up but he couldn't make out much with the sun glaring in his eyes. "Hello." He said, in a friendly manner.