| Viewing Single Post From: When The Commanders Are Away... | |
|---|---|
| Sceotend Russet | Jul 8 2008, 09:01 PM |
 
|
What Teren had said had been true. The immediate reason for the North Tower Commander not being on the beach to greet the new arrivals was indeed that she was preparing for the arrival. The other, rather larger but not quite so obvious reason was that she had gone to Redwall for the wedding, but while all the others had stayed, she had gone and then come back double quick. She had just arrived herself the night before, to the rather unpleasant realization that nothing was quite as ready as it should be, drat it all! "Oh Fates! 'S a legion of hares we're expecting, not average woodlanders! You'll need more than twice the normal amount of food!" "What do you mean we're using the other guest quarters for storage?" "Where's your uniform, Guard? Get to your barracks and polish up before I drag you there by your mousy little tail! I don't care how muddy it is!" These, and other such phrases had been bounding back and forth through the fort all day long with increasing frenzy. And then the call had come that the Salamandastron ship was actually in sight. Sceotend (the beast who had been shouting every single one of the previously mentioned orders) suddenly became very tempted to strangle herself with her own fluffy, dripping tail. Instead, she sent Teren. She had to trick him into doing it, too. The squirrel grinned in a rather disturbing fashion. It really wouldn't be that long before he painted her as a flower or some other defenseless thing. And then everything was prepared. The North Tower Commander, in her full uniform, marched out to the rainy courtyard and smartly saluted Colonel Pardon. "Good day, Colonel, and welcome to Black Arch Fort. My apologies for not greeting you sooner, certain arrangements had to be made. If you'd come inside, I believe dinner is about to be served." Such formality came very near to making Sceo laugh at herself. She sounded rather ridiculous. But fortunately, she thought better of it. |
 Is most definitely one to argue. | |
 |
|
| When The Commanders Are Away... · Archives | |
8:05 PM Nov 27
