User blog:Dewface/Dewface's naughty and mighty days.

Chapter 1
Dewface was taste testing the soup when The cook came busting in. "Naughty levret! get out!" "i'm not a levret doncha know."

Said Dewface cooly. "Well I think you bally well are, get out!" he shooed her out with a ladle."

"I hope you din't add October ale to the soup again."

he said in what he thought was a savere tone. "Well I did wot!"

she said cheerfully. "oh no! Lord RawnBlade Widestripe will be furous!" he tapped his foot nevously. then he noticed she was still there. he blew up. "WELL!?! OUT!!!!" he said and bopped her head with the ladle. "Ouch! that was not nice wot." she said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"thats it Dewbottom!" he yelled as he chased her around the kitchen with the ladle. Dewface was enjoying it. every time she ran around the table, she dipped her paw in the soup and licked her paw. She ran faster and faster and faster untill cook and crook were in a blurr.

finally, she jumped out of the circle, and walked away leaving the cook to run run and run some more.

she bumped into her mother. "oh hello mommy, how are you jolly well doing today wot wot?" "fine thankyou dear."

and she walked into the kitchen to see the cook runing in circles.

"WOOHOOHAHAHAHEEHEE!!!!!!" she heard her mother laugh.

Dewface walked away. It was almost supper time, and It was victory day for Salamandastron. They had a battle with searats just hours ago. She decided she wanted to go paddling with other levrets. Although she was't really a levret, she still did levret things.

She dashed outside, she was the fastest runner in salamandastron. She quickly pulled off her clothes, and jumped in.

"HOOHEEHEE!" She was the doughter of Hon Rosie and Tarquen, and she was certanly adopting her mothers laugh.

She was famous among the levrets and all of them wanted to be like her. All the hares crouded among her. "oh Dewface, we havent had time to talk to you all day!!!" a levret said to her. "yes today was my first battle, and I gess I havent wotwot."

As she paddled, the levrets followed her every move in a single file line.

At first she thought it was funny, then, it got annoying. She also consederd herself, the fastest swimmer.

so she sped up, leaving the levrets behind with a splash of water. The dinner bell called. She quickly turned around and sped like a fish in the water. She hopped out and on the shore, put her tunic back on, and ran inside again, leaving the hares behind.

Chapter 2
A Dark fured stoat was at the wheel of Darkstorm. His name was....SAMGAR THE SLAYER!!! His eivl laughter rang out into the horizon!!

His silk tunic and gold belt made his apperances more powerful. his sharpend teeth, yellow and full of food, were beared at the sea.

He had stolen goods rapped around his body. He was scarred from baddle, his muscles ripped his shirt. It was sort sleeved

tunic, green and dirty. "Ripear!" His coarse, harsh voice yelled. A weasle named Ripear ran as fast as he could to reach him in time. "y-y-yes ca-aptan?"

Even his most trusted sailer was terrafied of Samgar. "Take the weel!" "Yes-s cap'n!" he hurridly replied. Samgar was going down to his cabin to eat.

When he got there, he found his food on the table. There was alwayse food on the table. He himself had commanded it.

"You, scummy slave, fill my beaker!" The small, otter slave, no more that seven seasons old, was hurrying over.

Samgar took up a small dagger from the table that he used for cutting his meat, and scached the slave on the paw just for doing what he said, or just for sport.

The otter wasent allowed to cry out in pain or even wince.

This, was a good day. Samgar, was not fat, nor skinny. He wanted to keep his apperances. He looked at the slave, drunk his fill noisily, and swallowed it.

Still glaring at the slave, he grabbed a meatloaf, and chewed with is mouth open. "Want some, slave?" he said temptingly. "y-y-y-yes s-s-ssir."

he said. "well have some then!" and he flung a hard peace of bread at his face. He alwayse kept hard bread around for throwing.

It had hit the otter on the mouth, and his tooth fell out. Then Samgar yelled, "Eat it!!!!" the otter took up the bread and ate it. after he was done, another tooth fell out. "HARR HARR HARR!!!!!" the stoat laughed. "I looooove to be BAD!!!" he yelled at the otter.

Chapter 3
At redwall, a dibbun was running about, yelling. "oi thinks thart ee Bargie 'ad too 'uch vikkles!" Foremole said to one of his moles.

"Burr aye." The other mole replied. They were having supper and a dubbun named Burgie was running about screeming. The newly apponted badger mum,

Honysuckle, was running around trying to catch him. "Oh, Rabie, will you help me?" Rabie was Burgie's mother. "Of corse!" she reached her arm out to

catch the wild dubbun as he ran by. "Oh mummy! don't 'urt likkle Burgie!" She plopped him beside her. Honysuckle was staring wide eyed at what she could have done. Then she fixed herself and sat back down at her seat. "Yes, thank you Mrs.Rabie." She said and started to eat again.

Soon, it was time for the dibbuns to go to bed. Father Abbot (who's name was Gregory by the way) sood up to tell the dibbuns to go to bed.

Wails and protests rose from the dibbuns mouthes. Honysuckle started to get up. all the dibbuns exept Burgie ran to bed. He started to run about screeming again.

She groned. Then Burgie's mother stood up and he ran off. Everybeast started to laugh.