ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE!!!

[Sebias of Redwall]

(Between the two of us?)

[lass of something much]

{Yes, there are many thing between us..}

[Verdauga]

. . . * . . . A soft light appears in the fog . . . * . . .

. . . Do you see your way . . . ? . . .

[Scott McLamok]

Uhhh who are you talking to?

[Verdauga]

. . . You. . . And Lass . . . And Wortshire . . .

[Captain Wortshire]

Whut...

[lass of something much]

*Lass sprung up and started running away from the sound, she knew not what made the ghostly whisper, but she didn't wait to find out. She tripped many times in the dark, but uttered no cry, simply got up and kept running, further and further into the woods*

[Kade Rivok]

Grenade out!  *Throws a stick.*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Catches grenade and covers it with body*

[Kade Rivok]

*Catches grenade stick and covers it with body*

Why are you protecting the zombies?

[Sebias of Redwall]

You threw it too close to us. Why else would you yell?

[Kade Rivok]

Because information is vital.  Also, yelling is fun.

[lass of something much]

*Lass ran blindly through the forest, as fast as her footpaws could take her- for fear of pursuit, but the only sound she could hear was her own raged breath, and the patter of her footpaws on the wet ground. The fog was lifting, Lass started to hear bird song, but still she couldn't see. The otter-squirrel fell again, this time she could feel the cuts and bruises forming, but still she ran, not as much as glancing back.*

[Kade Rivok]

Zombies aren't that fast, ya know 

Well, usually.

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Stands back up and throws the grenade* *Yells because it's fun*