Beautiful, tragic, haunting. It takes a little bit to get going, but the characters are charming and it's fun to follow them around while the plot slowly takes form. An absolute must-read for fans of the Redwall genre (Deptford Mice, Welkin Weasels et al). The ending is an absolute gut punch and left me both devastated and desperate for more.
I give it five stars.
It's not a flawless book by any means: the villain manages to accomplish quite a bit and is a physically imposing threat… but has a very lackluster personality. I loathed him by the end, and eagerly anticipate his inevitable demise, but he was by no means the highlight of the book.
There's a couple of fun and distinctive action sequences. I was hooked from the moment Scriff, Tobert and Lilykin fail-charged the crows, the boar fight was a delightfully wild frenzy and the eel fight was a great way to introduce the series’ protagonists!
Speaking of which… though the world they live in is harsh and cruel, the beasts of Winter’s End are charming and lovable. Scriff and Tobert’s moments of comedic relief never feel out of place, Roggin has all of the swagger, Asher plays an excellent Captain Sensible, and while little more than tertiary characters- I enjoyed all of Hanlon's verbal duels, Doreau’s excessive showbeastship and Flintheel’s timid, straight-laced drama-queenism (less goofy than it sounds).
Brackenhal and Merralea take center stage for the first half of the book before the perspective shifts a little to include their troublemaking sons, and I really liked watching them struggle to lead their little community through the Everlasting Winter and I thought the quiet moments they had with each other and the rest of The Tribe were some of the highlights of the book.
To someone reading this review without the context of the book it might seem like there's an overabundant cast, but it never feels overstuffed, it's very easy to get a grasp for who’s who and there's a real sense of warm community in the Tribe/Winter’s End scenes that wouldn't be possible without them.
Then Brookwind and Summer (the aforementioned troublemaking sons) ruin everything by being stupid kids.
I really loved this family unit and how much they all evidently cared for each other, and the way their individual dynamics were reflected in the scenes they shared together. It wasn't always smooth sailing, but they would have gone to the ends of the earth and back for each other.
As much as I liked Brookwind, especially his chapter with Asher (his little bit of self-reflection about how the Tribe treated the rat really stuck with me), Summer is the more interesting Miller’s cub in this book. Both because he's somewhat smarter and also he’s adopted and the in-universe equivalent to an orc or cave troll. There's a tangible rift between the community and the village’s only fox that rears it's ugly head from time to time, exacerbated by him and Brookwind's recklessness.
In case it isn't apparent yet, I love the series as a whole, and every book has it’s highlights. What makes Spring distinctive is the gentle pacing, the everyday, slice-of-lifey struggles of the Tribe, and the push and pull of an outsider trying to find his place in the community.
It all comes to a head in a gripping, gut-wrenching finale that paves the way for the rest of the series, but I could have read a dozen more Winter’s End books.