Post by haruki on Feb 10, 2008 20:35:09 GMT -6
Name: Haruki Arata
Age: 13
Gender: Male
It had been the Summer of the Setting Sun when War Commander Darter Seastreak officially left the Guardians of Mossflower. He had been in a drunken fight in the Tavern, and decided it would be best for him to leave before he further ruined his reputation. Perhaps it been for the best, but many of the Guardians were unwilling to make such a change, thus leaving soon after Darter did. Commander Marie Blue-eyes, Commander Rosie, Commander Laylark, Lieutenant Sandegar, and Lieutenant Tritan all left, practically splitting the leadership. Only Captain Finnerator remained with some of the loyal Guardians. Even privates and some soldiers had left, but a few were more loyal to the Guardians' and the Pledge than to one leader.
Captain Finnerator took over command, but because there were only about nine Guardians, it wasn't much to lead. However, when it seemed that the Guardians of Mossflower were reviving well, vermin entered Mossflower. A massive horde led by Warlord Burde Throatslash were prowling about, but no one knew this until Nadia Darkon saw them while out in the woods. She had hurried back to tell Finnerator, but there was no way to prepare for the coming onslaught. Mostly foxes and ferrets made up the army, so they had size, but Burde was a Great Rat, and was a formidable foe even without the rest of his horde! Finnerator decided to stay at the Fort, hoping they would pass. If they didn't, they would fight there way out until they could evacuate.
Rinafera and Daisyblade had a child, Rinafera Clysul Foxbane Woxwitty IV, and so Daisyblade evacuated to Redwall Abbey to protect the young one. Rinafera, a Sargent at the time, was compelled to stay, but he promised Daisyblade: "If you jolly well believe in anything, believe in me, and believe in our fight." Burde's Horde did come, and they had trebuchets, battering rams, and all of the vermin were armed to the tooth. Finnerator and the rest fought off the first wave, but they sealed the gate as shut as they could and hauled it from a trap door, leading underground. This had been dug-out by moles on request of Darter when the Fort was first built, and it turned out to be in handy. Enough supplies were taken, and all of the Guardians split their separate ways.
Rinafera moved to Redwall for the time being, and until a GUOSIM (Guerilla Union of Shrews in Mossflower) scout came to the Abbey and reported Burde gone, he was almost not going to return. The hare moved into a cottage near the Fort just to make sure the area was safe, and then he returned to Redwall. He had little to no communication with the others, so he didn't know where they were or if they were coming back. It had six seasons since the siege, and it was now the Winter of the Golden Ponds. Thus, Rinafera decided to venture deeper into the woodlands with his 13 season-old son who he called "Fourth," and Daisyblade, his wife.
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The sun, a golden orb against the overcast sky, lifted above the trees and gave the woodlands light. A dark, dusty path was suddenly lighten up through the canopy of thick trees, and the hare was much more clear now. His wife, Daisyblade, yawned and threw down her knapsack. "Rina, I'm beat, can't we take a break, wot?" Rinafera's son, Fourth, nodded vigorously in agreement. The old hare removed his monocle, found a patch of dry grass (for it had rained the night before), and sat down. He smiled at his son and yawned; cloudy dawns always meant that the day would be pleasant. Fourth eyed his father's sabre, which was wrapped in a silk sheathe and finely polished, with awe. He scratched his head and wiggled his ears, nodding to his dad and then pointing to the sabre.
"Father, when am I going to get my own blinking weapon, eh, wot?" Rinafera chuckled, combing his mustache with his paw. The old hare sighed, and responded in a 'as a matter of fact' way. "Well, Fourth, I'll tell you wot. I will teach you for a jolly well couple o' seasons, and then I'll let you sign-up with the Guardians' and give you the weapon of your own bloomin' choice." Fourth smiled and pushed his ears out of his face.
"I'd love that, father! I'd bloomin' well love that, wot wot!" Then, the young hare took on a thoughtful, pondering gesture and combed his whiskers as if he had a mustache like his father. "I'd like to learn how to use a flippin' sabre, eh, just like you, wot!" Rinafera chuckled, nodded, and patted his son's head. He was one of the only Boundary Guardians who passed training from ten seasons before, and he wanted to see his other Boundary Guardian friend, Raiden. His whiskers, or a rather dignified mustache wriggled as he looked up, took a swig of Elderberry Cordial and then put it down to stand up. He picked up his knapsack and nodded nicely to Daisyblade. "Come on, we need to get jolly well moving, eh, wot!"
The three ventured off, and as they trekked, their feet grew tired. Fourth moaned about his stomach, but Rinafera gave him the "Warriors protect and finish the job before snacking." This was one of the reasons he left the Long Patrol a many seasons before; some of the recruits and even officers would stuff themselves before a battle or a mission. Sometimes it even interfered. However, they finally reached the clearing, and Rinafera knew exactly where he was.
A stretch of grass had been cut and all trees had been chopped down from that area. It was a perfect lawn, and it was still just as good, right in front of the Fort. The wooden fort stood just as it had before, but the door was splintered and broken, not to mention open. However, no one was there. There was no one in the fort or outside it. Rinafera pushed his way through the broken wood and found the Fort a mess. Broken plates and bowls were around, bones of fish were tossed about, and it looked like a group of vermin had a feast in their Mess Hall. The hare frowned, but at least they had left. Everything was either dirty or broken, and a group of bees made their hive in the corner of the Kitchen.
He weaved his way through the Fort, gazing around the inside. Finally, he was positive that there was no one there. The hare unsheathed his sabre, and Fourth watched in amazement as he took down the bee hive without disturbing the bees. However, little did they know that he was carrying them to the back pond. The hare saw the back lawn and sighed. This used to be an archery range and practice court; he even fought Songwind Oakbrush in a semi-finals spar here! It was littered with blood, food, berries, and other fruits. Rinafera tossed the hive in the pond and shuddered at how dirty it was. Guardians of Mossflower would have to do a lot of cleaning before they came back officially.
Rinafera came back to the front to see Daisyblade and Fourth. "Our quarters were the flippin' second door on the left of the second floor, wot. That's where you were a dibbun, Fourth, eh, wot wot. You all can go unpack your bloomin' stuff, chap and chapess." With that, Sargent Rinafera Clysul Foxbane Woxwitty strolled outside to the Front Lawn, and stared around the woods. Even if they couldn't hear him, he would yell out for all of the Guardians to return. "Guardians of Mossflower, come jolly well back! The flippin' scum have left, and we're ready to return, wot! Eulaliaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Fourth and Daisyblade came down to see what caused the commotion and they nodded, standing beside Rinafera as he desperately awaited his comrades' return.