Making Camp

[Malum]

OOC: But....If all vermin are bad...why'd they heal Slynch ?

Malum dodged the blow to her stomach and stabbed at his paw reaching for her ear.

"Hey, get your grimmy little dibbun hands away from me!" She said, snarling.

Suddenly, she lunged forward and tripped, falling on the ground. Winded, she looked up at the fox, her vision whirling around.

This is the end then.... Farewell...everyone... She thought.

Looking up at Awoone she snarled defiantly. Suddenly, a sound came from the woods and an ermine walked out.

"Hello, idiots and idiotesss..." She said, knitting. "I suggest you drop the sword and step away from my friend!" Malum looked at her, smiling.

"TAFFY?!?!?! I thought you went to the Northern Isles to sew winter clothes for them!" Malum said.

Taffy shrugged.

"I did. I already sowed 500 shirts and more shoes.... So I decided to help Redwall..." Taffy said.

A rat walked up to her, making kissie faces at her.

"Awww... What's a wee fair vermin like you fighting with these scum? I'll tell you what... You come with me and I'll show you something awesome.....Love.." He said, grabbing her wrist.

Malum's eyes opened wide and Taffy growled. She pried the rats fingers off of her and grabbed her knitting needle. The rat gave a hearty laugh.

"Awww... How cute.... You're gonna sew me a wee little shirt... Love is wonderful... Isn't it?" He asked, making kissie faces at her and moving in for the kiss.

Taffy leaped on him, tying him up with yarn and shoving his own shoe in his mouth.

"There, honey... You stay here and I'll deal with you later..." She said, blinking her eyes and puckering her lips.

She marched off, and walked into the circle towards Malum.

"Hey! Foxie boy! Leave my friend alone! Or you'll have to answer to me!" She said, weilding her knitting needles. But them she smirked, and reached into her pack, pulling out the most beautiful sword Malum had ever seen. It was a green tinted blade with a deep colored emerald in the hilt. Taffy swung it around and laughed.

"Yeah, who says it dosen't pay back to sew clothes for people?" She said, moving towards the fox.

~*~*~*~

Sir Chewy sliced vermin down left and right until he saw the ferret up ahead. He walked through the vermin crowd and watched her trip. Chewy gasped as he prepared for the killing strike. But then, an ermine came up and saved her!

What is this world turning into? He thought to himself.

He usddenly felt a paw on his shoulder and looked to see.... a stoat?!?! Suprised, he grabbed the stoat and dragged him out of the crowd, preparing to cut him open. Yet, as he raised his sword something stopped him. He heard Martin!

Sir Chewy....I thought that a warrior like you would have more sense than to just kill because of breed. This stoat does not deserve to die. And neither does the ferret, or the ermine. Sir Chewy... Beware the well-meaner from the trees... Do not harm the weasel by the name of Slynch. Otherwise.. you will make a powerful enemy. The ferret-lass... Martin spoke, fading away.

Sir Chewy paused and placed his sword down, holding his paw to the stoat.

"Sorry.... Why did you put your paw on me?" He asked, still watching the stoat carefully.

"If....Malum would have been stabbed... I would have fainted, so I had to stabilize myself on you..." He spoke.

Sir Chewy gasped.

"Mal...Malum?" He asked, awestruck.

"Yes.... Non....Non Malum...." Silex said, looking at the hamster strangely.

Sir Chewy stared into space, remembering his parents.

***FLASHBACK***

Sir Chewy's mother was running through the forest, twigs whipping her face. Sir Chewy was in her arms, when suddenly, she tripped. A ferret appeared, laughing.

"Ahhhhh.... A female hamster... What do you say, honey? Should we kill her?" Matris Malum looked her over.

"Let's let our daughter decide..." She said, pointing towards a young ferret about the age of himself. She shook and stared at his mother, trying to decide what they should do.

"Let's let her go..." She said, flinching.

Her father Abbas Malum shouted at her, and slapped her into a tree.

"I'll TELL YOU WHAT WE'LL DO TO HER!"He yelled.

He grabbed his sword and stabbed Chewy's mother through. She gasped and lay still. Sir Chewy ran out and started sobbing, trying to wake his mother up. Matris Malum looked at him and stabbed her husband from killed him.

"Let him go honey... He's not worth it...." She said, turning around and walking away. The whole family fallowed.

*** END FLASHBACK ***

Sir Chewy grabbed his sword and marched towards Malum, determined to slay her for what she had done. As he entered the circle, Martin spoke to him again.

Don't do it! If you kill her, you will have an enemy worth not having. He said. Sir Chewy pushed him away.

No.... I MUST make her suffer.... He said, clenching his teeth.


Martin appeared in front of him, barring his way.

STOP! I will not allow you to kill a young woman who has fallen in love! And has had it returned to her by him. Martin commanded. Sir Chewy growled.

She killed my mother!

No.... Her parents killed you mother.... And she tried to stop it. Martin corrected. Sir Chewy pushed him aside and walked towards the ferret, planning on killing her. Martin was determined though.

Do not harm the young ferret,
for she will save you and the abbot,
When past comes back to haunt us,
You must overcome your blindness
For you shall have to choose,
Who you REALLY should accuse.
Yet, if you make the wrong decision,
you shall be beaten

Martin said, and then he dissappeared.

[phrostphyre]

Convel shook his head slowly, watching Sir Chewy fight with something. Sheathing his broadsword, Convel marched over to Malum.
"Sorry, cailín." He reached down and picked her up. Slinging her over his shoulder, he walked back to Rupert. Ignoring the ermine, Convel started walking backwards, with the shield facing Awoone and covering Malum. Yelling at Rupert to get the wolves doing something other stand there, Convel used their native language, Gaelige.
"Bog do buachaill asal, ag fáil bháis ní ceart spraoi fuaime anois!

[Malum]

Malum was picked up by the big wolf ans she screamed. She kicked and bit and scratched at him, trying to get him to let her go.

"LET GO OF ME! YOU FILTHY MUTT!" She screamed into his ear.

Taffy watched, awestruck.

"I would listen to her, if I were you...." She said to the wolf.

[phrostphyre]

Convel glanced at the ermine and ignored her.
"Calma síos, cailín. Ní bheidh mé gortaithe leat. Tá mé cara!" Convel reached Rupert and handed Malum to him. Rupert looked surprised and scared, not knowing what to do with a Malum.
Convel re-entered the the circle and doffed his bonnet with the eagle feathers to Awoone, and began the duel with the traditional open.
"Enguarde!"

[Malum]

Malum screamed as she was passed over to another wolf, she lunged at him trying to get free.

"YOU STUPID LITTLE MEN! LET GO OF ME!!!" She screamed, trying to get free. Taffy was ticked at being annoyed, but thought that she would stay and watch.

[phrostphyre]

Rupert wasn't as patient as Convel.
"Calma síos roimh Ghearr mé do do cheann as! I'll nae be as patient as my chief was with ye, lass! Let Convel handle the wee fox. He'll be able tae win, and then we can all go down to Redwall Abbey for a pint of October Ale!" Winking at the wolf who had thrown his targe to Convel, he listened to the other MacTires sound off about wanting a pint of the October Ale.
"That sounds verra good, does it nae, Doughs?"
"Och,aye, so it does Ian!"
"Verra nicely done, Chief!"
"How aboot some food?!"
"Ah, you're always thinkin' with yer stomach, ye great big bottomless pit!"
"Eh, I can't hear you over the sound of your incessant teamkilling!"
"You're the teamkiller, Johhny-o!'
"No, you are, wee Alex!"
"That's enough of that, laddies!" Rupert put an end to all the arguing with a wave of his dirk.

[Malum]

Malum rolled her eyes and yanked out of his grip, smoothing her cloak out.

"Whatever! Just let go of me!" She said, walking away into the crowd.

Suddenly, she bumped into a hamster. She jumped back and stared at him.

"So..Sorry..." She said.

Sir Chewy stared at her, grabbing his sword. Malum raised her hands ang gulped.

"Hey...Careful with that..." She said, backing up.

[Lisolette]

(ooc: It's Dom who hates Vermin, not the other squirrels. ^_^ He didn't kill him becuase he wasn't sure if Slynch was a good weasel, good Vermin he'll give exception to, but he's still not fond of them. But FERRETS. Ferrets, whether good or bad, he shows no mercy. )

BIC: Awoone was about to kill Malum when Taffy came. After that, he was a bit to confused to do much. The fox snorted at Convel, "You think you could win, eh? Hmph. You may be bigger then me, but the bigger they are, the harder they fall...And besides," Suddenly he jumped forward and curled into a ball. Awoone Swiftkill rolled in-between Convel's legs, and once behind the wolf, he speedily got to his foot-paws, spun around, and lunged at Convel's back, "And haven't you heard!? Wolves may be big in stature, but foxes are big in brains!"

-~*~-

"HOOP! HOOP! HOOPEERRRS!"

The Hoppers squirrels called as they scurried down to St. Ninian's, adrenline rushing through all them.

-~*~-

Slynch watched the healer squirrel sit in the chair in the corner. He nodded sleepily, before his head hung low and slipped into sleep. The weasel rolled out of his bed and onto the floor. Using the bed as a support, Slynch got to his foot-paws. But when his paw went back to his side, he fell down. Slynch looked up at the healer squirrel, afraid that the noise would wake him up. The squirrel continued to snore. Slynch got to his foot-paws and fell again, Oh, forget it... He thought grouchily, before crawling away.

[Malum]

Sir Chewy was about to stab Malum when he remembered Martin's words. He lowered his sword and stared into her eyes. Malum stared back, and suddenly, her eyes got wide.

"Wait.... I've seen you before...." Malum said, thinking.

"Yeah, your parents killed my mother... The female hamster that you suggested be spared but your father," Sir Chewy spit on the ground then, ", stabbed her through."

Malum's eyes got wide.

"I'm sooooo Sorry! I don't like my parents either!" She said, looking into his eyes and smiling faintly.

Sir Chewy looked her over and was torn between putting her on trial for murder at Redwall, or for forgiving her. He sighed.

"Fine, I believe you.. Just, do you have any friends.. Like YOU, that the Redwallers shouldn't kill?" He asked her.

Malum smiled, grabbing Sir Chewy's hand and sprinting off. She entered the church and ran over towards a stoat.

"Hey Silex! This is Sir Chewy... Sir Chewy, this is my friend Silex Dens." Malum said, grabbing Silex and pushing him towards Sir Chewy.

"Hi...Nice to see you again..." Silex said.

Sir Chewy grinned and looked at Malum, who was staring at the ceiling. A smile came across her face and she looked at him.

"I know how we can beat the vermin!" She said, yelling and dancing.

"HOW?!?!" Everyone asked at once.

"We lead the leader here, and then cut the chandelier down! Letting it fall down on him like Cluny and the bells!" She said, whispering urgently.

Unbeknown to them, Nyx Shadewing was watching from the top balcony. Suddenly, she saw a rat sneaking up on the ferret and she felt a need to do something, launching from the balcony, she dived towards the rat, screaming angrily.

"CRAAAHHH! Smeely, bad rat! You not killeth them in trickery!" She screamed, landing on the rat and holding it down with it's claws.

Malum screamed, and jumped back, along with Sir Chewy and Silex. Nyx looked at them and bowed.

"My apologies, ground dwellers, I spied this," She said, looking at the rat and squeezing him with her claws, "rat trying to sneaketh up on yall. So, I swooped won and stopped this vermin before he could harm yall."

Malum looked awestruck and bowed to her.

"why, thank you! How may we ever repay you?" She asked.

"No need for repayment! I just wish to help you rid the land of these vermin! I heard your plan, and I agree, it is genius!" Nyx said.

"Thank you! But...Who are you and what are you going to do with that rat?" Malum asked, poinying towards the rat.

"I'm Nyx ShadeWing and I'm thinking about dropping it from far above, or pecking it's insides out, but I'm not sure which I should do..." Nyx said, staring intently at the rat.

"PLEASE! I didn't...mean do! Or want to! It's...my leader! PLEASE spare me! I'll help you!" The rat pleaded, trying to get away from the Raven's grip, but Nyx just held on tighter.

"Hmmmm.... What do you think, Sir Chewy?" Malum asked.

"We COULD let him live, OR you could let him run in the field and our friend here could chase him down or something...." He said.

"Wait, did you hear our plan?" Malum asked the rat with a suspicious look.

The rat's eyes got wide and he started whimpering.

"CRAAH! Answer thou ferret-lass' question, or I'll tear you vocal cords out! CRAAAH!" Nyx screamed at him, placing the tip of her beak at his neck and poking it.

The rat whimpered some more and tried to back away.

"KRRAAAAH! Tell me or I will kille the!" Nyx screamed, pressing down on his neck with her beak.

"Fineee.....JUST PLEASE let me live! I DID hear what you said...BUT I won't tell anyone! I promise!" The rat said, gasping for air.

"KRAAAH! Of course you won't tell anyone rat! 'Cause I'll kill you!" Nyx said, aiming for his throat.

"WAIT!" Malum yelled, blocking Nyx's beak with a sword. "Nyx, why don't we let him live? We could keep him as a prisoner.."

"Fine..." Nyx said.

They died up the rat and Malum went to the door, looking out at the battle. Nyx hopped over and saw a tear run down her face.

"Krah? What matter...Malum?" Nyx asked.

"He's gone...." She said, a tear running down her cheek. "Slynch... He was killed... And.. I loved him..."

Suddenly, she started singing in a beautiful voice, it's sound being carried over the sound of battle and through the trees, searching for Slynch.

"How can I just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain,
and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me
is against all odds and that's what I've got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
But to wait for you,
well that's all I can do and that's what I've got to face
Take a good look at me now,
'cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That's the chance I've got to take, oh, oho

Just take a look at me now"

The song was lifted by the wind and flown to SLynch, finding him crawling alng the floor.

[Malum]

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