User blog:Zampapes/Garthram - Tale From a Redstoned Abbey

This Fanon blog will be updated hopefully every week or so,

Prologue
The otters Nile, Dyve, and, little Squiggle were out fishing on river moss on a windy morning. “Sure is a fine day for fishin’ ain’t it Dyve?” “Sure is Nile, windy, perfect temperature, an’ liddle Squiggle’s having it too ain’t she?” responded Dyve. Little Squiggle was dancing around in there fishing coracle chanting, “I gonna catch a twout!” “Right you’re matey, we gonna catch a trout!” Dyve exclaimed. Nile pointed“Look a ‘unch of grayl-!” he was cut off when all of them heard the sound of screeching. “Sheesh, ain’t it a dreadful bunch of cacophony ain’t it?” Then they heard a gruff voice yelling, “Bow down to me you worthless hide of nothin’, if you don’t I will personally skin ye and flog ye’ alive!” Then they heard another screech of despair coming from the same place. “We better check that out ain’t we?” Nile suggested. Little Squiggle at this time was hanging on to Nile’s leg. They rowed speedily over to where the noises of agony were coming from. What they saw was appalling, they saw river rats torturing a wounded bird it was completely helpless. They saw it had dislocated its wing. Nile and Dyve took out their slings and found a few rocks, then launched them at the horrid rats. The rat leader had just attempted to chop of a part of the bird’s leg but a rock from Dyve’s sling interrupted the rat, and sprained his wrist with the other rats too. They all gave a growl of dismay. All the rats turned to the direction the rocks in just enough time to see part of an otter row away. The rat leader gave order to fire a volley of arrows at the direction the coracle went. One of the rats decided to light fire to his arrows, it hit the coracle but, the otters evacuated the coracle and swam back to the abbey. They went back to the abbey to warn the redwallers of the river rats. The leader of the river rats grumbled quietly, “I swear, we will kill those creatures, and make their deaths last half a season and wipe out everybody of their origin.”