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~Setting~

The First Orchard of Redwall abbey, ten days after the war began and six days after the end of the last battle.

~Characters~

-Oz, Dibbun Caretaker
-Henry, Bird Bard of the defenders

~WHEN LAST WE LEFT OUR HEROES~

The first battle of the sparra Civil War ended in victory for Ironwood and the pro-Readwall sparrows. The forces of Warclaw -the ambitious nephew of the missing king of the sparrows, and leader of the anti-Redall sparrows- retreated into Mossflower woods , while the forces of Ironwood -a sparra warrior, and temporarily leader of the pro-Redwall sparrows- retreated into the Abbey. Both sides most gather allies if they wish to win the next encounter.

Thus is the sparrow civil war...
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Oz sits under one of the trees in the orchards, his fur still showing a light blue and most likely would for a few more days yet. He is relaxing some as he got least the first half of the day off from his normal duties.

As the badger sits, a low hum starts from above. The humming gets louder and louder, until it the humming stops and is replaced by singing:
        “I hear the wind blow through the wood,   
You tried to fight as best you could,   
For the sweet nest you hold so dear.   
Now may you soul fly swift from here.”   

Oz tilts his head as he listens to the singing and tries to figure out whom is singing the song as he listens.

The singing continues:
        “I mourn your passing with my tears.   
The future holds all hopes and fears.   
You'll see them not, your fears are gone,
For your good soul has want beyond.”

Oz listens quietly “Whom is singing?” He asks, the song is good and there isn’t usually much singing at the abbey and he knows it to be a bird, or least he thinks it’s a bird.

Despite the badger's wonderings, the song goes on:   
        “I'll miss you much now that you’re gone,   
I must by strong and carry on,   
To protect the home for witch you fought,   
The home for witch your life was bought.”

Oz decides to just listen to the song, maybe he can find out who it is soon as he just listens for now.

        “Oh, worry not, my friend  in flight,   
I will move forward with the fight.   
I shall preserve your memory well,   
And keep good the home for which you fell.”   

The singing stops and a moment later a black throated sparrow with golden eyes flies down from the trees. He lands gracefully on the orchard ground.

Oz nods a hello “You’re a good singer and that is an interesting song.”

The sparrow turns startled, but calms down when he see the badger. “Greetings stripyworm,” Says the sparrow. Who, as may be guessed, is Henry the Poet. “That was a traditional sparra dirge, I was singing it to mourn the all the sparra who fell in the last battle.”

Oz nods “I heard some of that but not alot of what happen, I know some fell in the battle with Quade. Other lives were lost as well due to Quade and all were mourned but will be remembered and never forgotten”

Oz nods “I heard some of that but not alot of what happen, I know some fell in the battle with Quade. Other lives were lost as well due to Quade and all were mourned but will be remembered and never forgotten”

The usually happy sparra looks sad. “I was not referring to those lost to Quade, though I mourn them also.”

Oz listens “I did overhear something of a fight in the loft, but no details just a fight and sparra being in the infirm, some feathers in the open ground but nothing else. I know the Sparra keep to them selves and I respect that. I knew of an eagle that keep to themselves, one day they seeked help for thier eggchick who was taken in by my family at the time as the mother died....that eagle protected my family with its life, saddly he was killed recently in the fight with Quade.”

“There is a sparra civil war,” Says the bard simply.

Oz frowns” I..read of a war between the sparrows , it was during matthis time...I read a lot before I became blind, the storys I tell the dibbuns are from memories or some of my childhood or life in the snowy north before...well before I left and came to live here”   

The black throated bard rises an eyebrow, “I am a sparra bard, it is my job to sing about sparra history,” says he. “And yet I have never heard of this war...” The sparrow thinks. “When you say war,” asks Henry. “Do you mean when Queen Warbeak toke over from mad KingBullSparra?”

Oz nods “Yes, it was then I was learning of the history of the abbey shortly after I became the dibbun caretaker and that was one log in the recorder logs I found.”   

“Oh,” say the bird bard, tilting his head to one side. “I have never heard that been called a war...” He falls in to pondering.

Oz says, “Yes they fought over leadership rights and keep the fight to themselves mainly, it was many many many seasons ago, way before anyones time here”

I know that,” says Henry, “But KingBullSparra was killed died by Matthias crazy mouse after he got scabbed, Queen Warbeak was next in line. So meum not sure if there was fight.” He begins to ponder again. “I must look into this,” he says at last.

Oz nods, suddenly a novice comes running over to the badger and talks really fast till Oz puts up a paw and the novice takes a deep breath “A couple dibbuns…they tied novice Peter to a chair and dumped oatmeal all over him and...”Oz sighs and then nods to the sparrow “Excuse me I need to tend to something, have a good day” He walks off, oh well he had part of a morning off.

~TO BE CONTINUED IN OUR NEXT!!!~

~Setting~

The Infirmary of Redwall abbey, four days after the war began.

~Characters~
-Leon, Master Healer of Redwall
-Henry, Bird Bard of the Defenders
& An assortment of spoof sparra including
-Yellowrose, Sparrow maiden
-Ironwood, Sparrow warrior, brother of Yellowrose

~WHEN LAST WE LEFT OUR HEROES~

After sparking the Sparra Civil War, Henry & Leon learned the true reasons behind the why Warclaw, the leader of the Anit-Redwall sparrows, wanted the war to start. A sparra warrior, brother of the sparrow maid who tried to help Leon, marched off with Quickbeak (the former king of the sparra) to kill Warclaw. Our heroes used the Infirmary as a hospital for wounded sparrows. After about a day of waiting, the warrior returned with news of the battle ending in victory for the pro-Redwall before he collapsed from his wounds.
The location of Warclaw is still unknown, so is that of Quickbeak.

Thus is the sparrow civil war...
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It is evening when the yellow headed sparra warrior wakes up. He is laying on a cot as warm light floods through the window of Infirmary. Around him is a score of other wounded sparra, all laying on cots like he. There are a few other unwounded sparra perched on various spots in the room, included, his sister and the sparra who gave Warclaw the excuse to start this war, Henry.

Leon walks in and looks around "I hope...all is well or least sparra are recovering" He checks on a couple of the birds quietly and makes sure wounds have not reopen and there is no signs of infection.

With much pain the sparrow warrior tries to get up. His sister hop over and puts a wing on his shoulder. "Youum rest... Now," She says firmly. He lays back down upon his cot with a great sigh.

Leon watches the sparra talk as he tends to another one and shakes his head "Fighting is so wrong, why can't they just share the loft? I know all Sparra use to get along before. "

"Meum tell you way weum fight," Says the Warrior with a voice as cold and clear as ice. He uses a pillow to prop himself up so he can look at the healer. "We fight because if we did not more would die than if we do." Henry gives a chuckle of approval.

"The fighting has stopped," Says the warrior. "But not ended." "You could be a poet." Laughs Henry. The warrior continues, "The enemy has been driven from Loftnest, but themum be back. As it is, thereum be too few sparra from Redwall left too conduct a war." "So the war is over?" asks a novice hopeful. "So Warbeak will collect allies," answerers the warrior. "and so must we."   

Leon nods as he tries to think"I am unsure where more Sparrows would be, is Quickbeak still there?"   

The Warrior looks at the healer. He speaks calmly and coolly, "There are sparra out side of wormabbey. Did you think that alla sparra live in loftnest? As for KingQuickbeakSparra, I am unaware of his fate. Heum is not in this room, thatum is know." The warrior turns to his sister, "SisterYellowrose, go you and find alla sparra still alive in abbey." With a quick nod, Yellowrose flies off to as she was bidden.

Leon speaks "That is true has to be sonme in the woods that are loyal to abbey beasts or least dislike Warclaw that be willing to help."

"Thereum also some up north," chimes in Henry. "Or at lest there were..." his voice trails off.” And I mean allies, not just sparra," Says the warior. "If Warbeak wants to rule from loft, then he will need more than just sparra."

Leon says, "well not all birds are friendly. Maybe someone should hunt down Warbeak before he gets back."   

"You seem to misunderstand," says the warrior. But before he can explain,the door opens to revile Yellowrose and a sore of other sparra. "Oh, good," Says the warrior. One sparra steps forward, acting as a voice for the others. "What do you want us for Ironwood?" He asks. The Warrior, whose name is apparently Ironwood, Speaks with an air of cold commend. "I want alla ten able bodied sparra to fly out in to Mossflower wood and the country beyond and find all the allies you can. Not just sparra, everybeast. Worms, falcons, robins, even Eagles if youum can find any willing. If Warclaw would look for allies, we must find them before he does." "And if we refuse to do so?" Asks the sparrow acting as representative. "Then Warbeak comes and kills us all." And with that, it is but the work of a moment to find ten volunteers. A short while later, there are gone, looking for allies to help them for the next battle.

Leon watches and listens "There is a robin here, named Kurt prehaps he would be willing to help as well, but not help warbeak hopefully."

Ironwood lays back down on the cot, "If he is an ally, we will find find him soon. If he is an enemy, we will kill him soon." And with that, the yellow solder falls asleep. Henry hops to the door, "meum go check on loft, see what stat it is left in. I'll be back soon." The defender's poet goes out the door without a glance behind.

~TO BE CONTINUED IN OUR NEXT!!!~

~Setting~

The infirmary of Redwall abbey, four days after the war began.

~Characters~

-Leon, Master Healer of Redwall
-Henry, Bird Bard of the Defenders
& NPCs including
-A sparrow maiden, her borther was saved by Leon, and she tried to portect him from Warclaw
-The maiden's bother, a cold sparrow warrior
-Sister Beth, healer at the Abbey

~WHEN LAST WE LEFT OUR HEROES~

After starting a civil war in the Loft, Henry & Leon had a chat with Quickbeak, the former king of the sparra, and a sparrow warrior saved by Leon. Our heroes learned that the Warclaw was just using the war to usurp the throne! King Quickbeak, and the warrior want of to kill Warbeak. There fate is still unlearned.

Thus is the sparrow civil war...
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It has been four days since the start of the Sparra Civil war. Henry has been helping out in the infirmary, he is not that good at healing. But just being an assistant he does not need to be. The infirmary has been filled with the comings and goings of sparrow warriors for about a day now (which is highly confusing for an abbey novice with a cold, or a dibbun who sprained his ankle while playing, and the like). The rate of sparra have been inconstant, and has slowed down to only a trickle.

Leon is lucky he knows how to treat birds and this only gives him even more knowledge. He has treated eagles and a falcon once. He sighs as he looks around "I wander how the loft is right now, didn't Quickbeak go up there to check?" He also goes to change a bandage of a guard from before this whole Sparrow thing started.

"I don't think checking was what Quickbeak had in mind," Says Henry in a voice somewhere between worry and amusement.

Leon nods "Well I ...I hope he isnt hurt then, I would worry but I have learned a saying dont judge a book by its cover as I knew a badger that was fairly old but he could still fight very well for his age. Our dibbun caretaker is blind but can still use a staff very well if needed"

"Right," Chirps Henry with an optimistic nod. "What's the worst that could happen?" "Warclaw kille alla sparra and goes on to conquer wormabbey too." Says the small yellow sparrow maid. She had been hanging around the infirmary ever since the first wave a wounded sparra. She, like Henry, had been helping out here and there, But she was mostly had been waiting for the results of the battle. The sparrow poet turns slowly unto her. "You see," He explains to her. "Abbey worms have these things call rhetorical questions... That was one of them."

Leon looks between the two sparrows and clears his throat "Don’t think that would happen...and would hate to see it try and happen. The sparra would be killed with arrows and such. My guess is...whomever is left, will just make some serious rules to follow. The sparra was at war with one another before when Matthis was champion many many seasons ago, many sparrow were killed and the abbey helped those fighting for good. I wish Thunderwing was still around he would help at a time like this but he was sadly overtaken and killed by Quade and his horde beasts"

"I for one think that the sparra will win." Says Henry unhelpfully. Henry begins to speak sparra. "If youum worry for bother, don't. Heum will be just-" The black throated bard is interrupted by the door slamming open. In the door way is red mass of feathers. After a moment, it becomes appertain who it is. It is the blood soaked form of a sparrow warrior with a yellow head, the same that left with quick beak yesterday, the sparrow maid's bother. He takes two paces in before falling to the ground with a loud thud. "-fine." Finishes Henry, stunned.

The Sparrow maiden shrikes. Henry hops over as fast as can. He leans down close to wounded warrior, he speaks quickly, "Who won the battle?" "We did." Says the warrior before passing out.

Leon still works on the sparrow best he can, the sparrow is cleaned off and wounds tended to with as much gentleness as he can do and a couple wounds numbed with peppermint oil. Healing herbs are applied and wounds bandaged.

~TO BE CONTINUED IN OUR NEXT!!!~

~Setting~

The infirmary of Redwall abbey, three days after the war began.

~Characters~

-Leon, Master Healer of Redwall
-Henry, Bird Bard of the Defenders
-Quickbeak, Ancient former king of the sparra
& An assortment of spoof sparra

~WHEN LAST WE LEFT OUR HEROES~

After the battle with Quade, Henry tried to help the wounded sparra warrior. However, the sparrow poet knew nothing about healing, leading to the death for many sparrows. To help the warrior still left, Henry brought Leon, master Healer of Redwall, up into the Loft. This backfired however when a portion of the sparrows, lead by a sparra named Warclaw, attacked Leon, and want to war with the sparrows who wanted to protect Leon. With the loft in chaos, Henry and Leon fled for there lives.
The fate of the Loft is still unknown.

Thus is the sparrow civil war...

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Leon is working quietly this morning, still a little shaken up from a couple days ago but he wasn’t hurt at least and he is still master healer so tends to injured in the infirm.   

The black throated head of Henry the poet pokes into the room. "Greetings healerworm." He says quietly.

The loft has been turmoil for the last few days and every sparrow who died from their wounds was just adding to it with abbey friendly sparra and Warclaw's sparra on and off fighting all day. The commotion was about to spread down to the abbey too as shortly after Henry there's another sparrow at the door outside. A quick look around and it chirps back out the door and then suddenly there's more sparrows and a couple of the injured being left literally on the infirmary doorstep.

Leon looks over and frowns, he then walks over to help the sparrows, as long as they let him help and calls over a couple novice healers to also help.

The black throated sparrow also helps the wounded inside the Infirmary. "How does the fighting go?" Says Henry, who has started to talk like a redwaller. A small sparrow maiden with a bright yellow head (the same one who saved Leon) comes forwarder. "It go nogood! Both side lost many sparra, weum come down for help form healerworm."

It's at that point probably the oldest sparra in the abbey suddenly appears. Landing on the railing for the steps outside Quickbeak could almost be mistaken for a dust bunny that came to life and grew wings he's so moth-eaten. He's got a few bald patches and just landing seems to dislodge a few feathers but the old crown and battleclaws remain and his eyes look sharp even if one looks like it's starting to go blind. Henry gets a long stare before with a blink he refocuses on Leon "Abbeyworm helpum sparra quickfast" he chirps out at high speed before pointing a claw at Henry "Henrysparra forgettum rules? Forgettum no worms inna loftnest?" he sounds a little irritated.

Leon frowns, he has no clue who the old sparrow is, he rarely sees the sparrows as he goes over to help one with a broken wing that needs reset. "Just...holdum still" He knows their language somewhat, it’s needed for the few times a sparrow comes down to the abbey grounds and that’s usually outside a building.

The eyes of bird bard go wide when the old sparrow lands. "You’re Majesty!" Says Henry with a great bow (or the sparra equivalent). He straightens, and says in his best sparra, "Many brave sparra warriors were woundhurt in battle with evilworm. Henrypoet try and help, but meum no healer. Many sparra die. So Henry get healer wormfriend to help woundhurt sparra!" All this comes out as a torrent of words. "Healer worm save brother..." Says the yellow headed sparrow maid quietly.

Quickbeak hasn't been seen outside of the loft in years, even those who would remember him probably thought he died ages ago. He hops off the railing to the ground to walk in to the infirmary itself "Abbeyworms helpum sparra many times but not inna loftnest!" he practically screeches out the last word. It's like he's telling him off though, he shows no sign of attacking as he slowly walks "Whereum KingNutwingsparra? Whatum happen? Abbeyhouse inna war?" He sleeps a lot, he misses a lot, he's secretly just very old and confused and woke up to a warzone around his nest.   

Leon finishes helping a sparrow with a broken wing, he is unsure of weather to interrupt this talk between Quickbeak and Henry or not and for now stays where he is. He was up in the loft yes, talked into it by Henry and deciding to go up after a couple hours of thinking and seems just fine with staying out of the place that’s so...so HIGH off the ground. He lays out some herbs next to a sparrow that’s not as hurt" You could learn to useum...herbs and abbeyworms maybe teach couple sparra healing"

“King Nutwing sparra go missing," Says a small yellow headed warrior. "He son, Prince Starwing, die after battle." The warrior is badly injured, but he his wounds look well treated, he should recover soon. Upon the warrior’s last statement, Henry looks at the ground.

Quickbeak flutters up on to the end of a bed to perch there, quiet after the news on his son and grandchild for a moment but it's Leon he responds to first while he thinks "Any sparra that takeum wormtools inna loftnest now riskum fight. Warclawsparra issa lead eggchicks who notta see abbeyhouse wars before. Seeum dead, thinkum should not helpum Abbeyworms...No Kingsparra inna loftnest to makeum quiet, alla panic"   

Leon listens, he nods slowly "Alright....I, myself notta plan going to your wormhome gain. If Sparra want learn of healing then I will let them decide. All Abbeyworms will stay ouuta your home. The badworm involved is..."How was it said… "Got killa by warriorworms...no longer threat now..."

"Warclaw no panic, heum see big picture," Says the yellow headed warrior. All eyes turn to look at him. The yellow sparrow folds his wings behind his back. He speaks clearly and calmly, like a pure shared of ice. "Despite Starwing no calla himself kingsparra, himum was next in line after Nutwing, which make him king. Warclaw be Nutclaw's nephew so heum have clam to kingcrown. However, now that Srarwing be dead, the title of kingsparra fall to Eggchick brother, Dawnfeather. Dawnfeather too young to be kingsparra, so Dawnfeather's mother rule in him stead. Warclaw can not kill Dawnfeather, thatum be crime. Therefore, he must win throne."

Quickbeak nods at Leon's words, glad to hear the outside threat was dead at least, not they just have the sparrows to worry about "Teachum sparra later maybe...Sparra try gettum more hurtsparra outta loftnest down toum abbeyworms" He looks back to the other sparrow as the entire situation gets explained to him. It's questionable if he even recalls all his family that well. He starts to look angry though "Sparra hurt becauseum eggchick wantum be Kingsparra?!" He spreads his wings, another couple of feathers falling out in the process before he screeches "KingQuickbeaksparra showum real Kingsparra! Showum killee! Warclawsparra wantum crown haveum take from Quickbeak!" Quickbeak was a good fighter in his day and loves telling tales of wars he fought but his day was a very long time ago.

Leon blinks… well seems the rightful king may help fix the situation maybe. He nods to the teach healing later maybe issue and leaves it at that. He will help the sparrows here right now, he in fact goes back to tending to a rather scared sparrow, maybe this was their first fight or even first time from the loft. The young sparrow calms some after he sees the mouse as a friend or least the mouse is helping pain go away. It’s not a bad cut on the bird's side, some pain killing and herbs for infection will help, he will leave it up to the sparra in charge if the injured sparrows stay in the infirm or go back to the loft for healing.   

The Defenders' poet helps the master healer as best he can. Holding up wounded lambs, grabbing tools, and generally acting as an assistant to the mouse. The yellow headed sparra warrior looks calmly upon his king. "If I may your Majesty," He says coolly. "I would wish to destroy this would be usurper... with my own claws."

Quickbeak may just make things worse if he goes and gets himself killed but that won't stop him from doing something stupid like getting in to a fight. He nods to the other sparra "Come, help, we goum to loftnest and joinum battle, stop fight quickfast" and with that he moves to fly home, though it does take him a couple of attempts to get airborne before his joints loosen enough to allow enough flapping for takeoff.

The yellow headed warrior gives a nod and he moves to fallow the king. But the sparrow maiden jumps in the way. "No! Youum still woundhurt! Youum recover now and warfight last!" "I am sorry," Says the warrior. "But I must fight to protect the crown, to protect the family, and to protect alla Redwall from he who would wish to rule them. I must go." Then he pushes past her without another word. The sparrow maid looks down the hall after him. She says softly as he disrepairs down the hall. "Come back safely... bother!"

~TO BE CONTINUED IN OUR NEXT!!!~