User blog:Samantha The Coneslinger/The Coneslinger of Redwall

Prologue

 * A squirrel woke up under a tree. Around her, dead bodies of squirrels laid in pools of blood, even she laid in one.


 * Who am I? Who are these squirrels? Oh, the pain!that was all she thought about. Slowly she started to black out again. A huge slash on her arm gushed out blood. She noticed the necklace she was wearing. She read what it it had written on it:


 * Sam Coneslinger