Long ago far North there was a colony of otters, among them there was a young otter different from the rest. He had piercing emerald green eyes. That young otter was called Zephyr Whirlwind. One night he was sleeping in his tent with his three brothers and 4 sisters. He was the last of the eight pups and oft jus caled Z. That night he dreamed of a mouse with a magnificent sword on the pommel was a brilliant red jewel, The blade was sparp as a needle. the mouse spoke these exact words;
"Travel South until you reach Redwall Abbey, find the one with the never ending appetite on the way, Stop the evil and save the Abbey."
Zephyr had heard the amazing tales of Redwall and Martin the Warrior he had always dreamed of visiting the Abbey it would be a nice change from the gruop of tents on an icy ledge beneathe a frozen waterfall. Now Martin had given him a quest to save Redwall and was overwhelmed at the idea of him being a hero. Zephyr was a normal young otter and therefore was not familliar with battle. He didn't have much hope that he would save Redwall but he knew he had to try.
The next morning was warm (for the Northlands) but there was a slight breeze. The perfect day to make a jouney. A journey to Redwall Abbey.
"Mum, Dad," Zephyr ventured. "I want to visit Redwall... I want to see the world, meet new people, I want to be free,"
"I knew this day would come, but I just didn't know it would be so soon." The mother Notus said rather fornlornly.
"Oh dear, he wouldn't leave us for long" The father Boreas soothed.
It almost broke Zephry's heart seeing his parents were going to miss him like this. But he had to leave for the sake of Redwall Abbey. To Be Continued...