Post by aLittleBirdie on Jan 31, 2015 0:55:32 GMT -5
Pale afternoon light faded through the windows and settled on the squirrelmaid's red fur. She found herself gazing across the abbey grounds alone more and more these days. There had been an uneasy hush on the Abbey of late, as if everything was fixed in time and no one dared be the first to break the silence. Sparrow longed for the days spent laughing and talking with friends, and committed her thoughts to dwelling on almost nothing but them and trying to decipher the reasoning for the change.
Even if everyone else left, Sparrow would stay there. She chuckled quietly to herself. There wasn’t much choice in the matter, she’d hardly get far at all with her uncooperative legs…no, the Abbey was the best place for her.
A faint sound reached the squirrelmaid’s tufted ears. A knock? The opportunity for action was too good to pass up and she quickly found herself leaving the window and making the long careful trek to the gates.
[ooc: feel free to join in as the one who knocks ]
Post by LordStripetail on Feb 2, 2015 1:23:59 GMT -5
at the gate stood the old seer Stripetail, home from another of his many journeys. Stripetail looked like an ancient squirell, but he had more than a spring in his step, which belied his appearance. Stripetail was know for being able to see not only into the past but a future as well.
Mardha stepped up beside Stripetail as he stood waiting at the great wooden gate. For a moment she gazed uncertainly back down the path that they had come, she was making a choice that there was no turning back from. This made her uneasy as she shuffled nervously on the dusty path. A maelstrom of feelings churned in the pit of her stomach; anxiety, fear, wonder, and curiosity. Doubt about her choice began to creep into her mind as the great stone walls went from awe inspiring to intimidating. Mardha took a step back while protectively reaching for the cloth bundle that she carried on her back.
Post by LordStripetail on Feb 3, 2015 16:11:51 GMT -5
"This is Redwall. It has been here for many thousands of seasons' Sripetail said as the gate slowly opened.' Yet despite its long existence there are still many secrets within.Some of them are legends about the great mouse warrior Martin, other stories claim that ghosts still haunt these walls, and not just the Warrior himself, Tsarmina the wicked cat has been seen over the ages, mostly she is said to bring tidings of great ill to these walls. what is the truth of them? Who can say." Stripetail said. " but the vast majority of creatures who have lived here over the ages have been good beasts, open to travelers and kind to the sick, injured, and lost.
"A bit overwhelming it is." Mardha said as she looked up at the great red sandstone walls again, "I've never seen anything like it. The great gray stone of Holt Graystone wasn't even half as tall."
She shuffled about on the path a little more, unsure of whether to go forward or turn back. She had come to know the paths through the wilds well and they seemed almost like home. No matter where she was, Mardha knew that she could rely on certain things being the same. However, now she was facing something new and strange to her and she was unsure of how to deal with it. It was all so deeply overwhelming, leaving the wandering life that she had gradually built over the numerous seasons. The fear and anxiety over her decision was beginning to show on Mardha's face and caused her to tremble slightly.
"Should I...should I not...Cadoc...It's all a bit frightening, Cadoc...so long since I've felt like this." Mardha mumbled quietly to herself as she tightly gripped her staff with both hands.
Casting a unsure glance back at the path, Mardha took a trembling step forward. She looked up at the great red sandstone walls and the gateway that lay before her. As she took another hesitant step forward her bad leg gave out from under her sending Mardha tumbling to the ground. Floundering about in embarrassment she tried to get back up. Quickly a young mouse clad in the green habit of Redwall hurried forward to help her.
"Let me help you up, ma'am." he said as he lent Mardha a hand, helping her up.
At first Mardha was at a loss for words as she allowed the young mouse to help her up.
"Th-thank you." she stammered after a few seconds as she found her voice again.
Grasping her traveling staff in her right hand to help compensate for her bad leg in case it tried to give out on her again she followed Stripetail towards the abbey buildings. She had never seen a sight quite like it in all her seasons but gradually she was beginning to be at ease with it. Mardha did jump a little at the sound of the gate closing behind her and felt a small twinge of panic. This was all a hugs step forward for her from the life she had known for so long. Reaching back she felt to make sure that the bundle was still there, the fact that she still carried Cadoc with her gave her some reassurance.
Post by LordStripetail on Feb 10, 2015 18:13:18 GMT -5
Like I said, these are good beasts, always willing to lend a hand.' Stripetail said nodding to the young mouse. "This here is the main hall, where the majority of resident live.'It is the oldest building in the abbey, built along the large walls that protect it.
Post by LordStripetail on Jan 14, 2019 0:14:37 GMT -5
as was the case at nearly any timer of year at redwall, food ws being prepared, and not just a light lunch either. the smells of fresh food wafted down the hall, becoming the passerby to stop and help themselves to a bowl of soup or a plate of bread. " we'll head to my room first so i can drop off some of my possessions' stripetail said turning to lok at Marerdha. ' do forgive me, if the place is a tad cluttered, I've been meaning to clean it, but i've been away for a few seasons, and i wager it will likely be dusty. It has a good view of the surrounding countryside, and when the sun is rising or setting, it catches the rays just right."