Nightpaw of Noonvale
Eulaliaaa!!!! 20:12, August 15, 2012 (UTC)
Well, my fanfic on the Redwall Wiki has problems, and while it may still be worked on, I like this one better. I hope you will too. And this one is dedicated to Rose. Rest peacefully, you will be avenged again! I also dedicate this to The Mask, Colonel Clary, and Brigadier Thyme, three of the bravest creatures I ever knew. This fan fiction is for you!
Lilian Darkpaw.
Chapter 1: Nightpaw
He was a young hare, with fur of black which had earned him his name, Nightpaw.
Along with several other young Noonvalers, he was performing the pleasurable duty of berrypicking. A young haremaid named Cayna, daughter of Ballaw De Quincewold, called to him "Nightpaw, thought up any super wheezes yet, wot?"
Nightpaw did n…
The Bearer of the Greenwood Sword
Just in case you might want to know, this was written by me, not by Lilian. I'm not sure how this got here, I know I didn't put it on.
Juniper Wavecrest
Prologue
A small hedgehog with graying spikes sat in her garden, humming away as she planted her flowers.
Suddenly, a small squirrel of about two seasons old ran out of the woodlands in front of her, followed by another squirrel, slightly older than the first, “Tipper, come back here!” She was calling after him. The little squirrel ran to hide behind the hedgehog.
“Stop trying to hide from me,” the older squirrel said, “I can see you perfectly well. Now come back here.” Tipper immediately ran around to the back of the hedgehog’s home, followed by his sister.
A rather young squirrel walked out o…