All Aflame
"well, i'll tell them only to attack when you and mortimer aren't breeding. i'm sure they'll oblige." seldovia smiled. she was a sultry creature. most skunks were. black, white. bold. silky.
Christmas at Warlock Court part1
"the baroness always brings treats when she visits," mortimer explained, "did you bring stollen for dessert?" "of course! and lebkuchen for with after dinner coffee.
A RedQuest Tale - Prologue & Chapter 1 (clean)
Sitting down, mortimer slowly opened his book and caressed the page with his paw. while everyone was listening with the golden sun sinking down to be replaced by the many candles in the room, mortimer began to speak.
Christmas at Warlock Court part 3 END
He didn't seem too bothered by the things mortimer had said, if he even understood them at all.
Redwall: The Capture of Matthias
Abbot mortimer decided the proper course of action was to simply wait for another attack from cluny and repel it.
Better Than Shiny Objects
mortimer had no objection to that.
Silvercobra Chronicles - Diplomatic Manuevering
If mortimer could talk he would have agreed, instead all he could manage was a weak nod as his body swam in a sea of pleasure.
Redwall: The Abbot's Private Escape - 2017
#8 of redwall abbot mortimer often feels the need to seclude himself from the rest of the abbey when life becomes to stressful or too many beasts want his attention at once. other times he feels a different need.
Pact: Prologue part 2
Chuckling, mortimer moved closer. by the gods... if he had thought mortimer was tall before, he seemed like a giant compared once he was this close.
Debatably So
"everyone knows about raccoons," mortimer said, loving this, going on and on. benji rolled his eyes and tucked his computer pad into one of his uniform-pockets. the poetry would have to wait 'til later.
The Dark Streets - Reboot Preview
And thank you, mortimer, for once again reducing my artistic pursuits to such un-flattering terms; i appreciate your efforts in reducing my sizeable ego."
What I Know
"but we have to finish the argument," mortimer insisted, honestly. "you can't start a silly argument and not finish it." "heh. that raccoon rules or somethin'?" petra asked. " ... it's just the way it is," mortimer said, almost pouting.