Redwall Isn't Safe Anymore! (Is Redwall as Safe as they Say it is? Part Two)

[Groddil]

Back at Redwall, two dibbuns sat under a table, giggling. Their latest mischief had succeeded, and they had successfully raided the kitchens. Stumbly the mousebabe burped loudly, shoving the last piece of a small woodland trifle into her mouth.
"Errr mazz, no waa eee food doo?"
Max, the squirrel, had no idea what the mousebabe was talking about. Stumbly swallowed the large piece of trifle and washed her throat down with strawberry cordial.
"I wuv corjul! Err, umm, oh dat's wight! Dere's a big hole in da gwound outside, we shudd go an' play in it!"
The mousebabe jumped to her feet, slamming into the the underside of the table.
"Owwwwww...'Urry up, Maxy! Come on!"

[Ashleg]

"Heheheee, o-kay!" Maxy hiccuped, a bit dazed from drinking too much cordial in too little time.
The pale squirrel giggled as he chased after Stumbly, occasionally tripping over his own tunic as he tramped.
"How dooyah know about da big ole hole inna yard?" He whispered.

[Groddil]

Stumbly stopped at the door out of great hall. Several Vigil soldiers had barricaded in slightly from the outside, just enough to prevent any dibbuns from getting out.
"'Cause it's hooj, ya idjit. I saw it out da window. I fink it's nearly as big as da pond! Fink ov 'ow long it would take da eldas ta find us in dere!"
The mousebabe kicked the large door, which hardly budged. The mousebabe skipped backwards nursing her toe.
"Owowow! Da door won't open...I know! Remember 'ow we raided da kitchen? Dere's a likkle window in dere, we can climb out!"

[Ashleg]

"I'm a squirrel! I can climb soooooo long!" Max declared, rushing back in the direction of the kitchens, this time leaving Stumbly in the dust.
"C'mon, c'mon, huwwy, we gotta get there fast!"

[Hickory]

"Brush, take the rat with me. Harnam, get your blade to Daxian. Applelad, cover us."

The two archers stretched back their bows while Harnam moved behind Daxian. "Go!" shouted Asher. The rat toppled with two arrows in his skull as Harnam dropped and placed his sword edge on Daxian's throat. "You're coming with us..."

[Groddil]

Stumbly dashed after Max, joining him in the kitchen.
"Good fing da Fire don' 'ave anyfing ta cook until water. Dere's nobeast 'ere! Dere! Climb up dere!"
The mousebabe pointed to where several sacks of flour had been stacked, forming a primitive staircase onto the benchtop, the tiny window just above it.
"Climb up dere, den help me up!"

*****

Daxian dropped the woodpigeon in shock.
"Well, thanks a lot, all of ye. Ruined all me plans ta kill Alfhild, ye have. How'm I supposed to recover without that idiot to fetch food for me? An' what do ye want me ta do, hop after ya? What did I do to ya, anyway?"

[Hickory]

"You existed," muttered Harnam. Brush tossed the sword wielding squirrel a rope. "Secure him," said Asher. "The camp isn't far from here."

Harnam took his sword and sheathed it, before starting on tying Daxian.

OOC: Feel free to try an escape attempt.

[Groddil]

OOC: I'll do that later.

BIC:

"Existed? 'Ey, that's not fair...Camp? Of course, those tunics. You're with the fox, aren't ya? There I was, standing around doin' nothin', when 'ee comes an' takes me prisoner. Yer boss is the reason I lost me position an' got this spearwound. Tell me, has 'ee died yet? I 'ope not. I want ta kill 'im meself."

[Hickory]

Asher and the others exchanged looks. "He's not going to speak to you," said Asher decisively. Harnam pulled the ropes tight. Daxian was restrained well, and the group started through the forest.

[Ashleg]

Maxy took no time in scrambling up the pile of flour stacks.
When he got to the top of the tower, it swayed a little bit under his weight.
He steadied himself, hopped onto the windowsill, and reached out a paw for Stumbly to grab.
"C'mon!"

--

"Y-yes, Chief!" Glaser stammered, throwing his paw up in a salute.
Alfhild moved around him, but before she could say anything, Rapshade cut in.

"I'll punish him, if y' want." The ferret said with a smirk. "Anything for my dear old Aunt..."

[Groddil]

Daxian bared his fangs, hopping after the squirrels.
"Ah, so 'ee 'is dead. What a shame. Tell me, 'ow did it 'appen? Did 'ee scream like a babe? An' what did ye do ta stop it? Were ya cowerin' in th' dirt as 'is organs were torn out?"

*****

Stumbly hauled herself up the sack stack, with some assistance from Maxy. Soon, she stood on the windowsill with him.
"Woo, I fawt it wudd be 'igher dan dis. Yew first!"
The mousebabe kicked Max off the sill, before leaping off after him.
"Yahoooo-uck!"
The mousebabe hauled herself upright, spitting out dirt.
"Come on, Maxy. Dere's da hole, down dere!"

[Hickory]

Asher didn't turn around. "You'll be the one screaming like a babe if you don't shut up. Brush go ahead and check..."

The tracker nodded and dashed ahead to scout the empty Vigil camp.

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Groooodddddiiiilll! 
Mate, nnnoooo, please edit that. He's supposed to rank up, I think I've said that before (and if Alfhild does it now, after being warned so explicitly, that'd make her seem like a buffoon and it just won't be good.) 
Uhhhhhnnnnmhhh.
Sorry. It's just...mate.
IC-
Max screeched and before he knew it, he was face first in the dirt.
"S-Stumbly..." When the squirrel's vision cleared, he fluffed out his fur and got up, racing after her.
"Where?"

[LT Sandpaw]

Fastoot quickly pushed his way inside the tent, rubbing his paws together to warm them. Grinning at Vadoma he laid one paw on his sword, just in case.
"Wot kind o' poisons ye got in here?" He began, cutting right to the point. "An' wot kind can ye make? I need dangerous ones, poisons that kill slowly, but are incurable. Ye got that kind o' thing in 'ere?"

[Ashleg]

Vadoma blinked calmly down at him as she thought that over.
"...I could make any kind of poison, really. But why? What for?"