My hill

[Booklover]

Yes, I do. You're currently trying to dig a hole in a small mound of earth on it.

[Kade Rivok]

Lass, at one point didn't you say that you have a separate hill from the "My hill" hill?

[lass of something much]

My Hill!

[Sebias of Redwall]

Last word: My hill, and that's final.

[lass of something much]

Incorrect! this is MY hill!!!!

[Booklover]

Last word: My hill, and that's final.

That was five words (and would have been six if not for the contracted word).

My hill.

[Kade Rivok]

*Is still trapped in his hobbit hole.*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Begins digging, searching for Kade*

[Booklover]

I am sorry, but you are not allowed to dig on My Hill without permission. If you wish to proceed, please fill out the relevant forms. Thank you.

[Sebias of Redwall]

Er, well, the thing is, it's actually my hill, so...

[Booklover]

Are you feeling ill? Have you hit your head on anything recently? Perhaps I should have installed a hospital on my hill after all...

[Sebias of Redwall]

Nope and nope. Though that last one might be a good idea, considering I might beat up some trespassers who are on my hill...

[Booklover]

Have you had an accident that wasn't your fault? (Note: angering a taniwha is counted as suicide, and your fault. As are some other things.)

It is my hill that is being trespassed on, actually.

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Shakes head* I'm sorry, but this is my hill. I could perhaps sell it to you though, if you really want it that bad.

[Booklover]

I apologise for any misunderstanding, but you are sadly mistaken. This is my hill.