Things Are Starting To Get Bad!

Somewhere in Mossflower woods

It was quiet in Mossflower woods, maybe too quiet as the wildcat and his vermin slowly took over some more land close to the abbey and it seemed easy to do so far. He even found a couple slaves while walking around. He grinned at the couple squirrels he had caught.

Also here was about 4 dozen assorted vermin, eating wood pidgion and fish they had caught and laughing at some sort of joke being told to one another, drinking ale and talking of how dumb woodlanders were.

The two squirrels huddled close to one another, they were husband and wife and they were filled with fear cause of the wildcat before them. Finally the husband spoke “Please..Please just let us go, we were on our way to Redwall.”

Kolur looked bored as he stayed by the tree watching as this went on, he spoke” Speaking of Redwall sir, we should go there soon, it’s been a week and we have done nothing but sit around Ferravale do random attacks on the road.”

Zurrgg growls as he turns to Kolur “I will do as I WANT..I am recovering from that darn eagle attack ya fool! And Ferravale is mine, the dirt road and the land to the abbey is mine! I will have the abbey surrender soon, trust me…they will simply think I have forgotten them and then I strike!” He turns back to the two squirrels “Now your group..it got in my way, why were you on the way to the abbey..to warn it?” He chuckles “Bit too late for that, it may as well be mine, seeing as it’s on my land”

The male squirrel frowned “No..I mean..you need to leave this land belongs to no one, no one can claim land as their own it belongs to all!” The female backed away a little, she disliked fighting.

Cotasong watched from the trees, they had avoided the northern beasts but not these, they had a couple of his squirrels and I they were going further they may find his home. He chittered to a couple fighters he had and they nodded and went off.

Kolur smirks “Boss can do what he pleases and ya have no say so in the matter woodlander!”

Zurrgg smiled coldly “I say in does..” He suddenly flicks a dagger at the squirrel, his aim is rarely off as it heads to his throat with lighting speed.

The male squirrel falls dead, his mate screams and backs up, she trip and then bolts into the woods.

Cotasong jumped from the trees after following her and says something in his own tongue as he frowns as looks back towards the camp, -this is not good we can’t let them near the clan-.

Zurrgg chuckles insanely as he always loved a good hunt and looks back to his fellow vermin “Come let’s have fun tonight!”

The group cheered at the chance of some fun and go to follow their leader into the woods.

Also in the woods was Marek, his ears catch the sound of cheering as he mutters quietly” Idoits..yep that’s the way hide from someone” He grins “Then again makes it easy for me to end your leader and his takeover of my home, no one..NO ONE ..tries to take over Mossflower while I live and breathe!”

The female squirrel tenses and then hugs the squirrel tightly shivering, “C..C..CHIEFTAIN…..they , they come they do…what do we do?”

Cotasong frowned and nods “First we lead them away, come on” At least he would try to, only thing is he just lost sight of them, this is not good…not good at all.

In a small clearing were a group of tribal squirrels, about 15 in total as winter had been hard on them, and the northern beast killed half of them in a random fight, but the rest escaped with their chieftain, they were on the way to the abbey to warn of the wildcat they had been keeping an eye on, but right now they were celebrating a new life in the camp, a birth. A new member to join their clan, all was happy as they were unaware of the danger lurking nearby.

Marek has been keeping an eye on where Zurrgg was and was not aware of any random group of squirrels. His concern was the vermin horde and that wildcat that needed stopped at all costs.

Zurrgg sadly came upon the camp and his eyes widen, “So this is where they live….”He looks to his men,” Kill them..” The horde didn’t need a 2nd command, all 4 dozen with blades out stormed into the tribe grounds slashing and stabbing whoever was closer. An archer fired off an arrow, and then another at any who tried to flee or attack the horde.

Kolur grinned, finally some fun as he sliced the head off a squirrel and laughed” Killing woodlanders are fun, oh and this land now belongs to my boss Lord of Mossflower and Chieftain of Ferravale, Zurrgg!”

The female gasped and covered her mouth at the sight of fighting beasts, she stayed in the tree and shaked her head muttering in her own language.

Cotasong almost fell from the tree as he watched the horror of his clan, yes there was fighters but they were cut down, the non-fighters were cut down before him and even the young newborn lost its life before it had really started, he griped the tree branch and looked on in shock. His father had disappeared, but he still had the clan and now…….

Marek came upon the camp and blinked, he took the crossbow off his shoulder and scanned the area for Zurrgg, that’s all he cared about as you take out the leader and the rest fall and panic.

Zurrgg stood the campfire as he kicked a bit of dirt over it, he had only lost 5 beasts, out of what….48-50 beasts. He chuckled and smirks “Well we shouldn’t let the food they had or supplies go to waste.” He walks up to Kolur “Make sure no one was around, or better yet maybe let them, they can tell others I mean business.” He goes to head a little ways from his men, still holding the blade that belonged to Scioto in his paws.

Kolur looked around, he was going to make sure no one else was around, “We should be careful Chieftain Zurrgg, we are not far from the abbey after all”

All the squirrel..all of the clan..dead. All but him and the maid in the tree beside him.

The squirrel maid jumped down and peeked at the sight and gulped, she looked back up to her chieftain Cotasong and frowned, the had to tell the abbey of this.

Marek too the chance and aimed the cross bolt and fired at Zurrgg, his path true and his aim near perfect, he even coated the tip with a poison for good measure.

Zurrgg rolls his eyes “No one would dare cross----“He then was suddenly pulling at the arrow in his shoulder and yanked it out. He gasped and stumbled to a tree as he looked to the arrow in his..two..three paws?..No his vison was going and then he made an off gurgling noise and reaches towards Kolur and then was still, he was....was dead.

Kolur eight away sprang into action and scanned the trees, the sidelines, he grabbed the sword his boss stole from Scioto and narrows his eyes “Find the killer!”

Cotasong blinked and in the chaos got down and went to get to the last of his tribe, the squirrel maid “Redwall…Redwall…let’s go, go now”

The female squirrel was too scared and shaked her head chittering about all was lost and bolted ahead…sadly right for where Kolur was standing.

Marek jumped down and narrows his eyes as he walked right into the camp, he sliced at a rat and killed it, and did the same to about 3 other rats, “Zurrgg is dead, ya best be giving up slime! Your leaderless!”

Kolur is bumped into by the squirrel maid and goes to stab her with his former boss’s stolen sword, he looks to Marek “If it isn’t Marek, the woodlander want a be…ya be wrong I am Chieftain now, and everyone thought I was a fool, the stupid one who didn’t know what he was doing , oh I had a plan for that fool Zurrgg…let him speak to the abbey and then stab him right in the back, but thank you Marek, you did it for me. I am the new leader of this horde,” He turned to the vermin “Any questions?”

The horde bowed down to him, clearly no questions here, he was the new leader and somehow seemed more deadly than Zurrgg was.

The squirrel maid struggled for a short while and then died as the blade went into her chest and back out again.

Cotasong frowned with his vision blinded by tears all he could do was climb the tree and flee, flee to the abbey and hope he wasn’t seen by anyone of those vermin.

Marek narrowed his eyes, he had reloaded the crossbow before he got out of the tree, he aimed it “Well then your dead too Mr. Kolur.”

Kolur just stood there and smiled coldly, for behind Marek was a tall fox with a staff, the staff came down , hard enough to knock out but not kill.

Marek felt the staff and then darkness as he dropped his crossbow and the bolt was bumped and fired off landing in a now very surprised weasel who died instantly. He slumped against a tree and was out cold and most likely would be for a while.

Kolur shrugs as one more horde beast died “Didn’t like him anyways….ok tie up Marek, place him in a cell in….”He smiles coldly as what just happen finally became totally clear. He was leader…he was Lord..he was chieftain” Of –MY VILLAGE-“ He chuckles insanely, his laugh even scarier than Zurrgg’s, he leaves the wildcats b, but he takes the cloak, sword he has, any other weapons, poisons and such, even lets one of the men have the armor, a tall stoat, his new 2nd in command as he needed one that’s for sure. “Let us go, we have planning to do now that I am in charge, the abbey will soon fall and sooner under my leadership”

Time passes=

Marek groaned as he woke up, right away he knew he had no weapons or any of his items and cussed loudly.

Kolur smirks “Are you awake Marek, hello and how lovely of you to be my guest. Sorry for no company but that will change soon enough”

Marek growls as he steps to the bars “Where is Zaram you pain?”

Kolur chuckles “The mole? Oh he is in another cell, this is a cell behind the chieftain, oh yes that’s me now, of Ferravale. Scioto used this for special captives so why shouldn’t I…hmm? Why you want to be a woodlander friend is beyond me, you could still join us”

Marek snorts “NEVER…I would sooner die”

Kolur shrugs “That can be arranged later, in fact I will include that in my meeting over plans of war and conquest.” He waves and goes to the meeting room. He was the leader now, the chieftain and he aimed to get this conquest to a much more serious level and soon.