After following a path through Mossflower Woods, you come upon a small hut with smoke trilling from the chimney. A Squirell sees you from a window and comes out to greet you. "Hello traveller," he says and smiles at you, "Welcome to my humble abode. I am Danny Honeyglider, Flying Squirrell at your service. That newt fellow sitting reading in that chair over there is my friend Squirp." The squirrell points to the amphibean in the corner."He is reading my guestbook, you may
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. Make yourself at home. You can look around the kitchen to see some of my recipie books. If you have a kitchen that you think is worthy of an award, nominate it at Danny Honeygliders Kitchen Hall of Fame Page. It might be a good idea to listen for the otters playing in the nearby river. It might be a bit strange, but if you put your ear to the floor, you can hear the moles digging underground. That scroll on that desk over ther is the positions I hold in all the clubs I've joined. You can get to the clubs through the four paths out the back door. The first goes to Camp Willow, a huge club With tonnes of members. I am a low rank spy there. The second goes to The River Moss Holts, a club run by my otter friend Runn. The last path leads you to The Redwall Writers: A club and some friends thought up when we met in a chat room. I thought up the name. There is another club but I'm not in it. It's run by one of my friends, Baggtrott, and its the The Fur and Foot Fighting Patrol. If you don't like a page put in paragraph story form like the above, then there is a page summary in link format here.
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