User blog:Hollyfire53/An Extraordinary Warrior

Part 1
Lyara knelt by the edge of a rocky, bloody stream, her heart beating quickly as she watched the red water race down the rocks. The squirrelmaid's cloak was billowing in tatters around her, and the light drizzle had soaked her, but Lyara didn't notice. ''It was my fault! Shreeda shouldn't have died! It was MY fault! The battle... was so... unnecessary! But it was... all... MY fault.'' Unknown, a stranger approached the young maid. "Why are you crying?" Lyara gasped and looked up at him. He was a young, rough looking otter. The otter stared back at her. "I asked you a question, young lady. Why are you crying?" Lyara squeezed her eyes shut tightly, then peeped through them at the otter.  ''He is kind of handsome... no! Don't think that way, or... you know what will happen.'' She shook her head. "A battle was fought here. My best friend was killed. It was my fault." "Why don't you go after her killer?" The otter asked. "I do not have a weapon." Lyara replied steadily, hoping the otter would not notice her sword handle protruding from the scabbard, or the seven different knives and daggers in her belt. The otter blinked. "Are you sure?" Lyara shook her head and stood slowly. "It doesn't matter, anyway. I could never go after Shreeda's murderer." "If you think that they are too far gone, that too does not matter. With me, you can catch them." The squirrelmaid shook her head sadly. "I could never go after Shreeda's murderer. Neither could you." The otter took her paw in his. "Little squirrelmaid, I care for you. But I need you to trust me, to tell me everything that happened here tonight. I... I trust you." ''No! No! Don't trust me! You can't!'' The squirrelmaid's eyes filled up again, this time with compassion. She was speechless, and barely gasped out, "I am Lyara." "And I am Ludd Rightfloat. But please, Lyara, trust me. You have to. Together, we can hunt your friend's murderer before someone else is killed." ''Don't say that either! I don't want you to hate! I don't want you to trust! Leave me alone! You have to! I'm protecting you, can't you see?'' Lyara shook her head. "No one can stop her murderer." Ludd frowned. "Do you know who killed her?" "Yes." "Will you tell me?" "I can't." "Why not?" The otter spread his arms out in frustration. "I just... can't." Lyara looked at the ground. For the first time, she was aware of the rain. "If they've threatened you, just tell me that." ''Every second you spend with me puts you deeper and deeper in danger! Go, Ludd, before you too are hurt, maybe even killed.'' "No, they haven't. But... I just... can't tell you!" Lyara broke down into a fit of hysterics and ran into Ludd's outstretched arms. ''Please understand. I couldn't live with myself if I told you.'' Shocked, Ludd stared at her, then slowly closed his arms. Suddenly a shadow moved slightly. An inhuman scream pierced the air. Ludd crumpled to the ground noiselessly. Stunned, Lyara screamed and fled the scene. The silent, impassive river ran a deeper red. With Ludd's blood, as well as Shreeda's.

Let me know what you think, first Redwall Murder Story I've written.