Summer of the Samurai!

[Jack the Quick]

"Make camp and try to find some way to get more vittles, of course," Redtail said, leaning against a fallen log. "After a good night's sleep, we can go find some unweary traveler to prey upon."

[One-Eye the wildcat]

Korath grinned. "I like this idea. I will frighten him, so you two can steal his food."

[Thanquol]

"That sounds like an excellent plan! And who knows, maybe we'll find some good loot?"

[Jack the Quick]

Redtail smiled again, swishing his bloodstained tail meaningfully.
"I will find a new sword."

[One-Eye the wildcat]

Korath drew his cutlass. "Let's break them in half, and then steal their stuff!"

[Jack the Quick]

Redtail smiled, these beasts seemed to share his bloodthirstiness. "Aye, that we shall."

[Sebias of Redwall]

Kunick grinned. "Bert happens to be a very nice name too!" He was tempted to make a joke of one Bert the Slavemaster, but decided the hare had probably never heard of him anyways. The young mouse turned his head round and noticing that Sister Golde was nowhere in sight, turned back to the hare. "So where're you from?"

"Oh, lots of places don't ya know." Bert replied, waving his paw in a general sweeping motion. "Err...do you have any bloomin' idea who might've shot that bally arrow at you?"

[Jack the Quick]

Just then, Busher walked over. "I think I know. There was just a massive wearet at the door. I turned him away, though that might have provoked him to fire that arrow. We'll have to talk to Abbot Scarl."

[The Grey Coincidence]

"Errr- I think the Abbot is a bit pre-occupied at the moment. How about you two go talk to him, while I go do something else? Eh? Yeah, great idea!" The mouse turned away and made to leave. The last thing he wanted now was to go back to the Abbot he'd just pranked!

[Jack the Quick]

Sister Golde walked out of the abbey, closely followed by Abbot Scarl. The two of them watched the young mouse scamper away.
"Where do you think you're going?" Sister Golde asked, a frown on her face.
At the same time, Busher said, "Abbot, we have a small problem."

[Tungro]

Scary frowned, he had enough for one day he thought. "Well, out with it"

[Jack the Quick]

"Uh, well, there was this wearet at the gates, and-"

[Sebias of Redwall]

"-And he shot a bally arrow at this poor young lad here! Wot wot!" Bert cut in.

[Jack the Quick]

Busher shot the hare a glare. "As I was saying, he shot an arrow into one of our windows. Already there's a crowd there wondering about what happened."

[Tungro]

"Hmm, I will send our cellar hog to mend it. Meanwhile, be a good fellow and fetch Wedaln and that rascal Kunick."