'There once was an eagle named Kew-Kew, who was totes an eagle, I assure you. So this mouse comes along, who's all "Something is wrong…" Pretty sure Kew-Kew's head had a boo-boo.'

The history of Mossflower continues into a distant future beyond the reckoning of its most well-known inhabitants, a future where the battle tactics of yesteryear are pitted against advancements in technology of modernity and are found wanting. Against the invaders who seek Mossflower for their own, Mossflower's residents must band together or perish in The Great War. (WW1 in AU.)

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Mistaken for vermin, an otter must rely on an unlikely ally to help navigate him through his new, unfamiliar life. Pathfinder/D&D crossover story.

An era of peace has blanketed over Mossflower Country, times of strife and war and disease long gone from the minds of those near Redwall Abbey. The sword of Martin has been lost for many seasons, there has been no need for it. However, when Mardr, the thief, comes from the south, who will be the Shield of Redwall?

Oakleaf is a squirrel, living a regular life in the trees. All of that changed when he got captured by a fox. Where ever he's going, it won't be pretty. To the land known as the Wastes, only that's more than what meets the eyes. Will Oakleaf find adventure? Or will it be misery? What difference is there?

A group of humans find themselves in the world of Redwall. Eleven modern humans will now have to fight and do their best to survive in this harsh new environment. Danger lurks at every corner as vermin and goodbeast ready their steel for war. Will they ever come to terms that they might never see their homes or loved ones again? Will their morals survive these brutal trials?

When evil rises, good will challenge; Heroes live, heroes die; But in the end, who will be alive? A malicious empire rises northwards, threatening the fall of the lands. Who will come up and stop them, or will they all just die in the end?

Set after the events of Legend of Luke. A group of travelers stops by Redwall for the midwinter feasts.

The title explains itself. I have a lot of short, dumb ideas involving Redwall. Some of which are just fanfics of other redwall fanfics.

An exiled soldier. A warlord. A pirate captain. A vengeance-driven maniac. Three warriors from Redwall. Together, they must learn to work together, and stop an army, the likes of which have never been seen. Basically, the world is pretty much screwed. (On hiatus for editing)

A fox mercenary is sent after a runaway otter by her desperate mother.

Fate is a cruel and fickle beast. One moment She'll save a creature from certain death, the next moment She'll have the same beast take fever and die. She favours some and despises others, changing Her mind whenever the mood takes Her. If She had her way, everybeast in the world would be suffering, writhing in agony. But she doesn't, so something must be holding Her back.

The adolescent plucked away from the safety of Redwall Abbey, the acolyte who seeks power unknown to the common mind, and the arbiter struggling to please those he holds in esteem. These three lives bound by shared blood will be trapped in the whirlwind that is fate.

Rose and Brome are shipped off to spend the summer at their Great Aunt Poleekin's tourist trap in Gravity Falls and discover that everything is not what it seems, and grow closer to each other while doing so. Join the siblings as they battle pigmy shrew gnomes, wax statues, and various other paranormal beings. Loosely inspired by the tv show Gravity Falls.

"Vermin are vermin. Abbeybeasts are not. Evil in the skin. Good from the cot. Yet one way or another, in the end they'll need each other." ... "Destiny is a path everybeast must make for themselves. It must be built to be followed. Every brick is a decision made and every decision must be made by one's self."

Mossflower country is in the grips of a cruel winter when Martin the Warrior receives a warning from his namesake of a great danger to come... A Redwall fanfic set between Pearls of Lutra and the Long Patrol. Includes Grath, Inbar, Clecky, Martin II and others.

A band of shrews are thrust into a harsh world when their clan is attacked by corsairs. Meanwhile, a wolverine emperor makes an alliance with the king of Terramort to help him raze the mountain fortress of Salamandastron to the ground.

This is a WIP. I'll be adding chapters and rearranging them as I get them written. I appreciate your patience! This follows a character I made up for the Redwall universe.

This is a Fallen Age, a bloody one of death and sorcery, of daemons and battle and of the chaos of an endangered world. Amid this chaos and pain and suffering, rises great hope and valour, as heroes arise to combat any darkness within Mossflower and beyond.

Whiteheart was a fox, like many others, though he had a unique coloration, but what wasn't like others was the memories he had in his head. Memories he knew weren't his, or, at least he didn't think they were his.

A series of drabbles and one-shots that take place before, during, or after the events in The Grey Warlord. Including deleted or extended scenes.

When a huge horde of vermin threatens to overtake the land, squirrels, otters, mice, and moles must come together to stop them.

Every tale has a tale behind it. As such, there is no definite beginning to a story. But stories have to start somewhere, somewhen, and let's not forget, somehow. This one begins with a secret.

In a little-known part of the Northlands, a descendant of King Mortspear has laid claim on a piece of his heritage. His actions echo all the way to Mossflower, where a misbehaving mousemaid decides that she's had quite enough of Redwall and sets out on her own not-really-sanctioned quest.