> "Pssh how is that an adventure? Mum and Daddy and Grandma plan it
> out for you. I'd say the best adventure you had was with the luxray.
> And that was because of me an Spring cause we left and you guys had
> intrude," said Harpie, giving Plum a lopsided, sarcastic
> grin. "Whatever." He sat down and turned away from them. He was
> That was their goodbye. Now he just needed to get out and NOT do it
> a careless, thoughtless way.
"And who rescued us from the luxray? Mum!" said Plum. "We woulda been
dead without her! They plan stuff out for us 'cause we don't know
anything about the land yet. They want to show us stuff. Why is that
bad? If you go out there and meet up with that luxray and you're all
alone, what're you gonna do? If it attacks you, what're you gonna do?"
* * *
Aroha was deep in thought when she saw Erevan arrive back, alone. She
saw the look of remorse and fear on his face. "What happened?" Her
voice sounded more apathetic than she had intended, and more so than
she was sure she felt.
"Well, I met up with her and I'm pretty sure I know where she's
heading," said Erevan. "I couldn't bring her back. She'd met up with
Pocket and told me point blank she wasn't going back with me. And her
pop's sticking up for her. Course he is--I s'pose that's the only way
he's gonna get an edge in on one of his kits...the bastard...Anyway
once Chunga and Mum and Chuki get back we can organise a search and
"Why?" said Aroha. Her face was wet with tears, but for the moment her
eyes brought forth no more of them.
"Why? Whaddya mean -why-?" said Erevan. "Cause she's a lil kit...in
the paws of a totally untrustworthy piece of rabble..."
"That rabble is her father," said Aroha. "He's her father. As
uncomfortable as he makes me and as much as he scares me, if she's
determined to try life with him, I feel that at this point I really
have no juridiction keeping her here. Harpie too. Both of them have
wanted to leave ever since they met him or found out about him. I--
Erevan, at this point, they're both so determined that they've begun
to hate us. They run away any chance they get. And Harpie spreads bad
morale to everyone else in our den--because he's miserable. He's
miserable here and I'm through keeping him here against his will.
Maybe I've been too tightly controlling their lives and Harpie and
Spring are ready to try life without us, masters of their own fate. As
horrible as it would be if something bad happened to them, what would
really be worse--them taking that risk, or them being held here,
against their will, as prisoners? I feel like they're not even our
kits but our prisoners. I've been sitting in the entranceway all this
time you've been out because I know the moment I step away from it
Harpie's going to make a run. I've been listening in on all he's been
ssaying. He argues with everyone and--hates every aspect of the way
we're bringing him up." She shivered as fresh tears rolled. "I can't
remember the last time he said anything positive at all. I can't
remember the last time he told us he loves us."
"Aww..." Erevan ran his paw over his wild red bangs. "Sheesh. How did
it get this bad."
"I just worry about whether Pocket's going to hurt them while they're
out there with him...but I can't go with them."
"I can," said Erevan. And he would. "I can go with them tonight."
"You'd do that?"
"I'm their daddy--well, uncle really. They're family. And it would
bring us both a whole lot more peace of mind if I did. I'm going. Hey,
it'd be an adventure and I'm always up for that."
"If you're sure." Aroha stepped out from the den entrance. "Harpie,"
she said. "If you would like, you can come out here and we can speak.
You can leave if you want. I'm through trying to stop you. I just want
to talk to you before you go."
She tried to hold back on more sobbing. It would only make things
worse if the kits saw her this way. But she wanted to part on the best
of terms possible.