Feastin' time!

[Dartpaw]

Dartpaw sat at the table.
Food was laid out all around, and there were ten tables in great hall covered with said food.

'Hey guys come and join!' Dartpaw said as he bit into a Potato and leek turnover. Gravy dripped out as he was eating it.
(All the Redwall food you can imagine
He then reached to get a bowl of watershrimp and hotroot soup.
The shrimp was fresh and tasty, the soup was intensely nice.
Reaching for a food called "Crispy cheese 'n' onion hogbake"
he ate as much as he could.
(And being an RP we have unlimited supply and unlimited appetite)

[Malum]

Malu was sitting next to Taffy and Silex, staring at the piles of food. Taffy slowly poured herself some Strawberry Fizz, and then handed it to Malum, who took a glass of it and laid it back on the table. Silex took a small glass of Honey Tea and slowly ate some scones.

"You're not hungry?" Taffy asked, taking a bowl of Shrimp and Hotroot Soup.


"You'd better be careful, young lassie. That's hot!" An otter said, smiling at Taffy.


He took a huge gulp and sighed contently.


"Hah! Nothing's too spicy for my friend Malum here!" Taffy declared, causing the otter to laugh.


"That little lassie? She couldn't take one spoonful without tearing up!" The otter laughed, causing Malum to smile.


"Wanna make a bet?" She asked, and everone at the table got silent with unease.


"Aye lassie, I'll make a bet. But don't cry when you lose!" The otter said, scooping out a bowl of soup.


"As long as you don't." Malum replied, scooping herself out a bowl.

[sweetmint]

Tanneth, like many of her fellow Redwall dibbuns, did not deign to seat her fluffy little tailscut at the table set specifically for the little ones. Instead, the young haremaid picked out for herself the very beast whom she assumed would eat the most - therefore placing in front of him or herself the mightest amount of food. Her choice, in the end, turned out to be an older, brawny otter who had prided himself from youth as the grandest scoffer of shrimp 'n' hotroot soup ever to grace the Abbey tables. Clambering on the otter's lap, Tanneth applied herself fully to his dish, ignoring his laughing, if somewhat miffed, response to her unexpected appearance.

For a while, all was well. The otter proved to be a fantastic source of ingestible income and Tanneth could not help but to congratulate herself on her choice of lap while shamelessly stuffing strawberry tart with one paw and swigging piping hot new season's apple cider with the other. This came to an intensely unexpected end when her otter lap somehow - the chubby haremaid knew not how, but he'd managed to do it - got into an eating contest with Malum, a ferretmaid Tanneth hadn't seen much of.

Now, it is a well know fact indeed that hares are the mightiest scoffers of all, and Tanneth, being a hare, lived the title true. Unfortunately, this Mighty Scoffer had little affinity for spicy dishes, hotroot soup included. She watched in dismay as the otter cleared what was in front of him and replaced his dish with a big bowl of that hot delicacy favored by otters all.

Dismay quickly turned to petulance. Tanneth tipped her head back, oversized ears flopping comically, and hollered at her former beneficiary.

"I say!" squeaked she, "I say, y'flippin' great cad, mind y'dishes, wot! All dat 'otroot stuff, 'tain't good fer stumicks!"

The otter looked down at her in good humor, though his voice carried a gently "shoo!" implication. "Well now, missie, that's some mighty fine talk from a little maid wot's been pinching scoff all night! H'and wot's wrong with hotroot soup, eh, matey? This contest won't take a minute." He flashed a confident smile in Malum's direction.

Tanneth, deeply offended, did the only thing she could think to do. Sticking her snout in the air, the hare made a noise that she fondly imagined to be regally disdainful. "Just gotta find a new lap," she grumbled. Ignoring the muffled chuckling that followed this declaration, Tanneth removed herself from the otter and planted all four paws firmly on the table. She veered away from Malum, who also had a bowl of that - that - that stuff in front of her - and instead plopped herself down in front of Dartpaw. And pinched his potato and leek turnover.

[Malum]

Malum watched with a small smile on her face as the otter downed the bowl. She yawned in boredom, and picked up her bowl. She took a sip, and sighed, her smile spreading across her face.

"I've tasted spicier!" Malum said, sipping the reast of the soup down.


The otter glared, and took another sip, closing his eyes as it went down the wrong pipe.


Taffy smiled at Malum, and took a sip of her drink, eating the scone on her plate. Silex stared at the contest, and then turned back to his meal. He picked at the food, and started to nibble on the food. Suddenly, he remembered how hungry he was! He started to eat faster, and noticed the delicate taste of the food. As he looked up, he noticed Sir Chewy and Rosalie, smiling and laughing at eachother. He looked down, and continued to pick at his food.