The long summer day dragged on with birds in the sky, the sun shining bright, and the air warm as ever. Summer was coming to and end, but it was going out as hot as it could be. It made work for a certain beast that much harder.
As the sun beat on, it caused a particular giant of an Otter to sweat and pant as he was on top of his roof, reworking his home for the fall and winter seasons. He used a stone mallet to pack in moss, mud, and pieces of wood to his home's roof. It was a good thirteen feet from the ground and dropping anything would cause more work for the housebuilding beast.
Dallas had his shirt wrapped around his forehead to keep the sun from his eyes while he toiled away at his work. His long running scar slanted downwards his wide chest, which felt sore as ever. "Whew, I need to take a break. All this 'ard work in this 'ot sun sure takes it out on a beast." He said to himself, continuing the work he started earlier.
"I wonder what everyone's up to at Redwall? Bet they are 'avin' nice fancy cordials an' ales! I need me some of that." Dallas smirked.