User blog:Ungatt Fun/The Untold Story of Redtooth: Part 1

Many know the story of Redtooth, Cluny the Scourge's second in command. However, few know the background and future of this perplexing rat. Of course, such stories must begin somewhere, and there is no better place to begin than with his home.

Redtooth was born in a jungle, far away from Mossflower. In fact, virtually nobeast knew of the existence of this jungle, save for its inhabitants, and a pawful of corsairs as well. This was where Cluny was born as well. The jungle provided a struggle for existence, with creatures that the mice of Mossflower never even dreamt of: jaguars. These savage felines were menacing, and rats were on their menu. Most rats lived underground; the foolish ones who went above ground were killed within a few hours. And yet, there was hope. A daring young rat by the name of Cluny had managed to kill one of the jaguars with his horde of vermin. He had also managed to sail away from the jungle island in search of other lands to conquer. Redtooth dreamt of conquesting with Cluny, but this was a foolish notion. Cluny possessed a lethal combination of strength and intelligence, as where Redtooth was just an ambitious rat. But this would not stop Redtooth. He came up with a plan for escape, but it would take flawless execution and a bit of luck to work. When the right day came, Redtooth made his move.

It was a long held belief amongst the rats of the jungle island that the jaguars were weary of water. So, Redtooth waited for a day that was filled with rain. But not just rain, a downpour. An absolute wash out. Every day, Redtooth would sneak aboveground and gather some twigs without ever fully leaving his hole. At night, he would stay up late and work on his means of escape: a small boat. So on the day of the wash out, Redtooth threw his small canoe onto the ground and jumped in. "GERONIMO" he yelled as his small boat skidded across the flooding ground. Redtooth didn't know where the ocean was, but he remembered watching Cluny travel west from his hole. He fixed the makeshift sails and mast on his little ship, and soon, he was traveling west at a great speed. However, the sight of him quickly sailing by had triggered the predatory instincts of a jaguar. Despite the torrents of rain, it had to eat, and it was rather hungry. Throwing caution to the wind, it sped off after Redtooth.

The shore was in sight when Redtooth noticed the jaguar chasing him.