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Chapter 29a: TO THE NW MOUNTAIN

After assessing the damage we suffered from the storm and deciding what to do with the carcass of the octopus, we walked our gorilla friends back through the tunnel. We asked them to pass information along to our team members and the clan leadership. That we would come by tomorrow to work out plans for leaving on the following day to travel to the region around the mountain to the NW with the intention to locate and meet with the other village, the other clan, and wolf pack. We also agreed that b**st and I would also stop at the village and notify the people from the other village that they should be ready to leave at first light.

After cutting a chunk of the octopus and cooking it, I decided it wasn’t good enough to save or give away. I think it was just too old and tough. Maybe if I would have had some garlic butter … I then spent much of the remaining time chopping the carcass in manageable chunks that I could manhandle, loaded them onto the raft and took it to the breaker rocks where I lugged the chunks up and over and tossed them into the ocean water. I was lucky that the tide was going out so the meat was taken away from shore quickly. By the time I had the last of the chunks unloaded and thrown into the ocean, the meat had attracted quite a number of fish in a feeding frenzy. It was the first time I had seen what certainly looked like sharks. I don’t often swim the ocean side, but I really don’t want to for a while after this.

The next morning we leave the lagoon for the day to meet with both the clan and the village. I am dressed but otherwise lightly armed with bow and arrows and knife which is strapped to my right thigh. Walking to the clan I am reminded how much I have come to dislike wearing clothes beside the boots. I am beginning to feel that maybe I should have the people adjust to my preference in dress. But also wonder if that is just selfish and petty on my part.

The meeting with the clan goes well as we expected. Their leadership reaffirmed their desire to reach out to the other village. I also told them of our alliance with the wolf pack and my intention to contact the other pack on the other side of the island. They were quite pleased with this news. The wolves are a predator and, though they have not been a problem for the clan, the alliance can effectively eliminate the concern. b**st and I then met with Daggo and Tamack, our gorilla team members. They made fun of my clothes saying they looked uncomfortable. I had to agree. We went over plans for the morning and the travel to the other side. That we should meet up at the entrance to the village at first light, have the people from the other village join us, pick up our team members from the wolf pack and proceed to the region around the other mountain. I was hoping to do it in just two days but that would be hard travel and the people might cause it to be three days travel.

Then b**st and I went to the village. Each time we entered their village we seemed to cause less turmoil as the people got used to us. Especially got used to b**st. Now, several of the more adventurous c***dren would walk up to us and follow us through the village. A little girl was walking alongside me. I stopped, knelt down to her and asked her if you would like to ride on b**st. She looked around and nodded. I picked her up and placed her on b**st’s back near his shoulders. She held my hand like a vise. We went only about a hundred feet like this when a woman came running and stopped. She looked aghast and was calling to the girl. I leaned into the girl on b**st and asked if that was her mother. Yes. I picked her up and placed her on the ground and she ran to her mother pointing and chattering away about the ride she had. The woman, seeing the delight on her c***d’s face, now looked embarrassed. I just smiled at her.

Inside the village we were again met by the old man and others of the leaders. Again, he sounded like he wanted to be in conflict for some reason. I asked for the group from the other village. When they arrived, I informed them that we were taking our group to their region and they could accompany us. We will be leaving at first light so be at the entrance to the village at that time.

b**st and I then returned to the lagoon to prepare for our week plus away. We really didn’t know how long we might be gone or what we might find. I pulled together things for the trip including a couple spare clips for the gun, binoculars and double the number of arrows I would normally carry. But that alloy the Predators used made the arrows light and strong, the quantity was more a bulk issue than weight. I would also have to decide about clothes. We would be picking the people up outside the village and not inside. Although we probably would be needing to go inside the other village. It might be silly but I really didn’t like clothes, anymore. The thought of wearing them for the full time because of the people being along didn’t seem right. Maybe I should just make the decision that I was more comfortable with the a****ls of this land than with the people and I was going to adapt to them and the people could adapt to me. I would bring clothes but not wear them initially, make the decision later. I filled the rest of the pack with nuts, fruit and medical supplies. I also threw in cloth for binding wounds, just in case.

Feeling pretty good about the preparation, there was plenty of daylight remaining. b**st nudged me and directed my attention to the lagoon water. A dolphin was swimming in circles. I thanked him and walked down the beach, into the water and dove in, swimming leisurely to the vicinity of the dolphin. I stop and tread water and he comes to me and does the same. I glance to shore and see b**st patiently waiting to learn what the news is. I glance the other direction to the breaker rocks and see other dolphin and the killer whales on the other side swimming back and forth, waiting.

I ask him, “Has something changed?”

“Yes, Alexa. We are returning to the other side where the ships are. But the people have managed to clear away the ship damaged by the storm. Two ships are waiting to come in. That will happen soon. We also saw several wagons of empty cages being taken inland towards the other mountain. Is that where you are heading, also?”

“Yes, it is. b**st and I will be with the rest of our team to find and meet with others near there.”

“Then you should be prepared for the new people also going to the same region. They are ahead of you by a day.”

“I appreciate the information. You and your group have been very helpful. May I ask a question?”

“Of course, Alexa, what is it?”

“The killer whales. I am grateful for their assistance yesterday when I was attacked, but they seem like an odd ally for you.”

“It is okay, Alexa. They came to us, as I said before. They have been harmed also by these new people. They are no less odd in partnership than gorillas and wolves. In times of need we learn what our real differences are and are not. We have all learned we can be allies and not a threat to each other.”

“I agree. Thank you.”

“Alexa, before you go, there is something more. Something we cannot explain or understand. We are feeling a pull, a need to bond together, a need to cooperate as if for a common goal that is not known to us.”

“That is interesting. I have wondered how the alliances have formed so well except for the people. You think it is the a****l world?”

“We think it is wider than that. We think it might be nature itself or at least those parts that are in tune to it. The octopus clearly didn’t agree or rebelled. We heard about the wolf that attacked you. It is not universal but we think it is present in some way.”

“How did you hear about the wolf?”

“That is the mystery, Alexa. These things come to us. Like placed into our minds. Alexa, have you heard of the legend?”

“Yes, there a statues in the jungle to several species and I am told they are associated to the legend.”

“We think there is an associate between the legend and what is happening now.”

“I don’t understand.”

“We don’t either. But for now, be careful going to the other mountain.”

I watched him disappear below the surface and leap effortlessly over the breaker rocks and join the others. They then disappeared to the side. I lay back and floated on my back as I contemplated everything he told me. First, we could expect to encounter the new people, not just the dogs. Second, what significance does the comment about ‘feeling a pull’, ‘a need to bond’ and the legend have with anything?

I swam back into shore, sat with b**st and to relay everything I was just told. We agreed the need for security and caution was higher given the new information. I went back to the supply cave and grabbed a couple more spare clips for the gun. That was overkill but made me feel better. b**st came in behind me and said, ‘Take the other gun, too.’

‘I feel silly taking all these clips.’

‘For the same reason you feel a need to take more clips, take the gun. Wear them both and they don’t take any room in the backpack. With any luck, we will have no need for any of it. But you will feel better prepared for anything.’

Damn, is this the way marriage is? Where your partner seems to know how you function and why almost better than you do? As I laid the extra gun next to the back pack I would be taking, the lance, knife, and bow/arrows, my mind wandered further into that train of thought about b**st. As I broke down both guns on the top of a crate and oiled and worked all the mechanisms, assuring their functioning correctly, my mind continued to work on my life. Briefly recalling some general memories of my life on Earth with growing up as a tomboy in Minnesota spending as much time as I could in the outdoors and wilderness of the Boundary Waters. College to follow and the military all leading inevitably to my encountered with the Predator and Alien monster that led me to joining the Predators and bringing me to b**st and ultimately to this planet and island.

I forget about the abuse my body has suffered due to that life. The injuries suffered in sports, the wilderness. The wounds from the military, the Alien monster, the time with the Predators, and from encounters here. I forget until I am quiet with b**st and in tracing my hands on his massive, powerful body I rediscover his scarring. Then a glance at my own body, normally naked anyway, and the scars of my life again become visible and blatantly apparent. But the ones I can see on the front aren’t even the worst ones. My back is evidence of even more brutality. Is that why I have let my hair grown so long, some hidden sense of embarrassment that my extremely healthy, trim, and powerful body is so marred by the life I have chosen to follow? Who knows, I have learned to accept what is and move on. Take the best of today while working to improve the tomorrow. It has been a good model for existence here. My acceptance of friends, my acceptance of a partner. I have long since left behind seeing a b**st but b**st. I have long since stopped seeing ferocious, massive b**st from a faraway planet and system but instead only see my partner and mate for life, on Earth my husband. He is everything that title would be. He knows me, keeps me grounded and honest to myself. He is my confident and chief strategist for life. He is also my primary lover. I smile at that. At least I am honest even in my musings. My primary lover, not my only or exclusive lover. What would life be for me without him always nearby?

As I finish cleaning and assembling my weapons, including the battle lance, b**st has come up behind me and licks my ass. With my concentration split on my musings and the details of cleaning the weapons, I had not noticed his return and approach. I playfully wiggled my ass at him in response. He aggressively licked it in return. Parting my legs just a bit as a result allowed his tongue between my legs and onto my pussy lips. I sighed, leaned forward over the crate and allowed him even better access to my cunt. Quickly he did that marvelous thing with his tongue; curling it and pushing it between my lips and into my cunt. Damn, I need to ask him sometime how he does this. But it makes me nearly melt every time.

b**st pulled back and was watching me. I looked back over my shoulder to see what was happening. I stood and thought, ‘Hey, guy, you’re kind of leaving me hanging here.’

‘Alexa, what is going on? You are lost in thought, you are planning on weapons like never before.’

‘Sorry, b**st. I am good. Better than good. Yes, the news that the new people are out there ahead of us is a new consideration. This is beyond the dogs, now. But we have a plan and goal. We just need to be prepared for modifying that plan based on what we find. It is just best to be prepared. That is all. Now, about that tongue of yours.’

‘Are you ready for tomorrow? It will be dark soon.’

“I am ready. Everything is packed, including clothes in case I need them. Weapons cleaned. Now, about that tongue.”

It occurred to me that we had never done it in the supply cave by ourselves. We just did during the storm with Gongin and Landda, but not alone. So I walked to another crate, hopped up, and lay back, legs spread, hooking my finger to him to come and get it. And he did, like he was starved for it. He licked me and got his twisted tongue buried deep inside my cunt. The tension of preparing for the unknown of tomorrow’s travel was being released like a tidal wave. His initial contact shot through my tight and tension filled body. Not even admitting how tense I had been, his tongue sent pleasures coursing through me, washing the tension from my body and mind. Once again, it was b**st and me, his devotion to pleasing me, mine to pleasing him. Woman, b**st, united in a totally unnatural but totally committed bond.

b**st’s tongue keeps at me. Parting my cunt lips and slipping inside. Pulling over my clit, flicking it, rubbing it. Licking over my mound, over my stomach, up to my breast, licking them and the nipples which are standing out, rigid and hard. I sigh my building pleasure. He moves back between my legs and in earnest, licks, probes, pushes, and licks more. My feet have moved to his shoulders and I pull my hips up to press into his tongue harder. I moan loudly. My mouth open, my breath coming in gasps. My eyes shoot open and I scream in joy, pleasure, release. My body is completely arched. My own fingers are abusing my nipples. Pulling them, twisting them, pinching them. I let my hips fall back to the crate top as my orgasm ebbs but he is continuing, unrelenting, unyielding. I call to him to stop but he doesn’t. I feel my body building again, already. Oh, my god, didn’t I just finish one? But there is another just there, just at the edge, just beyond my reach. Until, that is, when he jams his twisted tongue back into me. My body reacts like it was connected to electricity. My hips jerk up into the air. Jamming my cunt into his mouth. I strain with every fiber as another orgasm washes over me, shaking the tight muscles of my legs and abdomen. I muster up the will and look down at my body. My stomach is visibly quivering. My legs are twitching. All uncontrollably. I drop my ass back down and gasp. Desperate for air, realizing I have been holding my breath.

I raise my legs to my chest and close my legs and roll to the side. I grab my knees tight to me in a fetal position. Holding myself as my body shakes and my breath comes in gasping, rasping efforts.

b**st comes to the side of the crate and licks my face. ‘Too much, my mate?’

‘Oh god, b**st! Oh … my … god! That was your best, yet.’ I reach up and kiss his snout, his mouth, and his lips. His tongue comes out … god, that wonderful tongue … and I take it into my mouth, sucking on it. I nip it gently and as his leaves my mouth I push out with it. Into his mouth and he awkwardly takes it into his mouth, also nipping mine. I take his head back into my hands as I roll again and sit up on the edge. ‘Thank you, thank you, thank you, b**st. Too much? No, but if I have to die any other way than in battle, let this be the way. I love you, b**st. Now, your turn. Fuck or suck?’

‘A suck. Do you mind?’

‘Mind? I’ll suck until my jaw is sore.’

‘No, you won’t. I know you, my slut, my mate. You’ll make me cum well before you get tired.’

I knelt down on the ground and wiggled under him. He was already well out of the sheath. I reached in and took the tip into my mouth and sucked gently. I pulled back and licked up the pre-cum that was already forming. I sucked the tip and then licked the length. I pulled back and watched. I could literally see his cock extending out of the sheath. Opening my mouth wider and taking the tip, then more, then more. I had the tip at the back of my mouth. I sucked and twirled my tongue around the underside of his cock. I pushed further and got more in. I breathed through my nose and pushed a little more, taking more. More. I felt him hit the top of my throat. He was moaning now. His turn. I felt him tense but it wasn’t going to happen that fast. I pulled back and licked and sucked down the length of his cock and came to his knot which was outside of his sheath now. I licked it, too. Then worked my way back to the tip.

He was having trouble staying still. I pulled off and said, ‘Lay down before you fall on me.’ After he did I almost dove into his crotch. Once again I had the tip in my mouth. I adjusted my position to get the right angle and I pushed more into my mouth, then more and more. Again, I had him at the back of my mouth. I pulled almost off and drove back down, again, and again. Over and over. This pumping was making my jaw sore. I pulled up and looked into his face. His eyes were open, kind of, but unfocussed. His mouth hung open and his tongue hung out of the side. I held his cock and felt it jerk in my grasp. Now it the time. I leaned down and took him back in. Just the tip, then more, to the back of my mouth. Up and then down. Again. Then further to the top of my throat. Just the tease. I felt him jerk inside my mouth. Not yet. I pulled up and licked back down to his knot and back up. I pumped with my mouth a couple more times and then drove his cock into my throat. Up, breath and down, this time a little further. Up and breathe. Back down but this time with intent. I felt his knot at my lips and the tip of his cock firmly in my throat. I tried to swallow causing my throat muscles to massage his cock buried there.

I paid attention, close attention now. I felt his cock jerk, tense, rigid like a steel bar. I pulled up with my lips providing suction the whole way up. I felt the first spurt hit the back of my mouth, the next right into my throat. I swallowed as quickly as I could, over and over. Gulp … gulp … gulp … But I couldn’t get it all. Hell, I never could. It was too much cum. But I kept swallowing while it also escaped from the sides of my mouth. When he stopped, I applied all the suction I could to pull out any remaining cum from his cock. Then, after pulling off him, I licked his cock completely. Cleaning him.

I crawled up to his head. Kissed him and told him how much I loved him. He muttered something. He was clearly still out of it. Conscious but incoherent. I smiled and kissed his lips. ‘Too much, my mate?’

He gasped. Breathed. ‘What was it you said? Oh … my … god. Ditto.’

I walked out to the beach and pulled out our mat from the hut. Spread it out on a smooth spot I had earlier prepared. The night sky was clear. There were literally millions of stars blinking back to me in the darkness of the night. Maybe they were the same I looked up at on Earth. Maybe they weren’t. But they were beautiful. I was looking up at them, no real thought, just admiring the scene when b**st came to my side.

‘Thank you, Alexa.’

I turned to him, ‘And thank you, my mate for life.’

He lay down on the mat, got settled and raised his top front leg. Our traditional position. Him first on his side. I pressed into him, my head on his front leg that is against the ground. His top leg then placed over me. I wiggle in closer to him so my bare back and ass is pressed into his superbly muscled and hard body. We are quiet but by his breathing I can tell he is very much awake.

I hear inside my head, ‘Alexa, I’ve been thinking …’

Playfully, ‘Oh, oh …’

‘No, seriously.’

‘Sorry, b**st. About what?’

‘Me. I know that sounds strange because I don’t talk about these things like you do. Maybe it is you that has caused this change. Of course it is. Oh, this isn’t making sense …’

‘Easy. b**st, I love you. Just say what you want as it comes to you. It will work out. I want to know, really, please.’

‘Okay. Alexa … I … well, I have been thinking about what I was like. You know … before. You know what I realize? I can’t even remember what it was like before you. Before you were with me. It seems like you have been here against me forever. Like this never just started, but it always was. Does that sound strange?’

‘Not at all. In fact I am quite flattered. I don’t know what your life was like before, either. But that you have adapted to us, our life, this life, this place, our bond, that you will even try to express it … thank you, b**st. That is so beautiful.’

‘But, there is more. Alexa, I am also scared sometimes. I admit it. I am never scared of anything. Even back on that planet I was from, when we met. Even though I was going to die and so were you, I wasn’t scared. What was, was. But now it is different. Alexa, I don’t know what my life would be like without you. If you weren’t in it. If something happened to you. I can’t even imagine what that would be like. And I don’t want to. I know we are both going to be taking risks and be in dangerous situations. Lots of them, probably. But … for me, will you be very careful?’

‘b**st! That was the most beautiful, loving, tender expression of love I have heard. And it came from you! I love you. Forever. My life is with you. But, you are right. We will be taking more than our share of risks and facing more dangerous situations. But let’s commit to each other not to enter those situations with unnecessary risk.’

But I wondered. Could I, could he, live up to that? We are both cut from similar cloth. Both of us have a tendency to rush toward danger and threat. Neither of us will retreat from it. Sleep came slowly that night.

The morning came early. Especially given the tossing and squirming during the night. But b**st woke first and that woke me. It was still dark but I could see the faint hint of the morning light beyond the cliffs above. If we were going to join up with the others at first light, we needed to get going. After a quick swim to get the muscles and blood moving, a light snack and water, I got ready. b**st came up as I was strapping on the second weapon to my thigh. Then the knife to my right calf.

‘No clothes?’ he asked.

‘I decide not to. This will be a long trek. No reason why I shouldn’t be allowed to be comfortable even if there will be people with us. They are travelling with us under our security.’ I strapped on the lance and arrows, put the bow over my shoulders and tied my hair in a ponytail. With the boots being the only thing I was wearing we walked to the tunnel and out into the jungle. The darkness of the jungle slowed us somewhat but we arrived at the village close enough to the appointed time. The gorillas came shortly after and we waited patiently, kind of, for the people to come out to join us so we could leave.

But we were in for an unwelcome surprise and an unnecessary one. Instead of the people from the other village coming out to meet us, there was a large crowd coming with the old man in front. On both side of him were two large men, and another two were dragging the man who had been arguing in our favor. He was clearly beaten.

I turned to b**st and the gorillas and said, “We don’t have time for this.”

I turned to the crowd and asked for the people who wanted to return to the other village. There was movement in the crowd but nobody came forward.

The old man said, “They are not going.”

“That, sir, is up to them, not you. Now where are they, we are losing sunlight and it is a long journey.”

He said, “We will not be dictated to by a****ls and a naked woman. Get out of here. This is my village and I say who does what.”

I looked at the man being tied between two trees. “What happened to him?”

“He dared to question our laws and my leadership. He will be dealt with. But you must leave. Now.”
I looked at the woman I knew to be his mate and the c***dren I knew to be his. They were also being restrained. I took steps to the woman. A man tried to stop me and I put him on the ground in one move. I asked her, “Are you hurt? What happened?”

“They just came into our hut and took him away. Then, I see this. They beat him because he questioned them. The others from the other village are being restrained, also.”

I walked back to my group and asked the three to decide who of the guards was the biggest, meanest of them. I started removing my weapons except for my knife which I left on the side of my right calf. I turned to face the group. b**st asked, ‘Alexa, what are you going to do?’

I thought the answer and then verbalized it for the gorillas to hear, “I am going to show these people that they can stand up to these guys if you join together. But one person is not enough. I have taken down a Predator, b**st. These are not Predators.”

b**st looked at the men and said, ‘Okay. But use your speed. Don’t try to match strength.’

I walked right up to the guy my team agreed on. I poked him in the chest, “My friends think you are the toughest one here.” I looked him up and down. “I say they are wrong. I say you are nothing. Without the others you are just a big woman.” He was getting mad and charged me. I avoided him easily. “Tell you what. You and me. Whatever weapons you want or just our hands. What do you say?” I made sure the whole crowd could hear. He agreed and chose knife. I was glad. Mine was bigger and sharper. Within five moves he was on the ground with slashes to each leg and across his stomach. He would bleed out if they didn’t stop the bleeding soon.

The old man sent two out to confront me. They each had spears. I put my knife away so I would have it. I glanced behind me and Tamack was already holding my battle lance. He tossed it to me. The men laughed at the shortness of it with blunt ends. They moved in and I pressed the button. Both ends extended producing a fearsome weapon. They stopped but the old man commanded them. The first charged with swinging his spear. I chopped it in half and slashed both legs in one swing of my blade. The other I immediately jabbed through the ribs with the pointed end. The crowd parted as I walked to the man tied up. I slashed the ropes and he fell to the ground with his family and a few other helping him up.

I sensed movement behind me but the team was keeping the remainder of the guards back. The old man was protesting my interference. There was a lot of shouting among them all. The young, injured man raised his arms with the assistance of his mate. The crowd quieted. He called the people from the other village out and they came this time and walked to the other side. He then looked at me and his mate and family and those around him. He stood taller and said, “I say we are done with this leadership. Today we decide if they continue or someone new does.”

It was quiet and the old man smiled. Then the people started chanting a name. It was his. I lean my head between his and his mate’s and whispered to him. He looked at me and then at his mate who smiled. He then announced, “I propose a decision to change leadership. If you stand with me, there will be change. The first change will be to include women in decisions, the leadership council, and voting.”

There was total silence and then roaring approval. I walked back to the team and b**st said, ‘Wow that is a lot of change so quickly.’

‘Yes, but the women will make sure all their mates vote the right way.’

‘Clever.’

I looked to the people who would be joining us. They were ready and we left. Again, I first thought my comment for b**st and then verbalized for the gorillas, “By the time we get back I think we will receive much better cooperation from them.” We all laughed in agreement.

The journey was slowed by the people but we planned for that. I had now decided that by the time we reached the rendezvous with the wolves we would only get a short distance further before needing to stop for the night so we may as well stay with the pack and take advantage of their security. Along the way it afforded plenty of opportunity to talk with the various people. They were curious why I preferred to be naked. I explained that since being here my primary friends were a****ls and they certainly did not care so it became natural for me. It was just the way I am now. They considered that and decided it made sense and it would not be an issued with their village. Different, yes, but not a problem. They also asked lots of questions about my fighting skill and why we continually changed order along the walk. I explained that I was once in a warrior class (seemed the easiest way to refer to it) and the point, the one out in front of the group, was the most stressful because that one would encounter danger first if there was any. So we rotate to allow each to relax some.

But, I also learned that the old man at the village we just left was the reason the two villages did not normally have much contact. There was a split between the villages many years before and they never reconciled. I expressed my hope that the decisions being made there today would change that. I also learned that the other village was ready to defend itself but lacked the knowledge but were willing. As a result, they have suffered many injured and dead. They didn’t know specifically about the ships but knew that many were being taken alive along with a****ls in cages.

There was a fuss among the people when we encountered Thunner and Holden. But I assured them that they were with us. You can imagine their reaction when we diverted to the pack and spent the night among them.

The next morning when we are preparing to continue on our journey, the number one wolf comes to me and informs me that his scouts have identified cook fires on the plains indicating the new people. We should be careful.

Hours after starting out again, we encounter eagles soaring above. That isn’t unusual. We have seen these large birds before. And like other species on this land, these are large eagles. I notice, though, that they are staying with us. They are not soaring like they are looking for game. It is more like they are staying with us. Watching us in particular. We come to a clearing on a rise and the eagles start descending, circling lower and lower. I ask everyone to stay still and to rest when I realize they intend to land among us. The eagles screech at me. I sit and let them. I can tell the communication processor in working and it is solving the communication issue. Soon, I hear words. The people are on the plains. And they have many cages already filled with captives. I translate so the others can understand. It slows the conversation but the group is also affected.

I ask them, “We thank you and appreciate you giving this information to us. But why did you come to us? What made you want to share this information? You must be immune to all this conflict.”

One replied, “You are right. We are unaffected by what happens on the ground. But … and it is hard to explain … it is as if we were directed to assist you.”

“Directed? By who, what?”

“We don’t know. As I said, it is hard to explain. But that is why we come to you. We also know who you are. Not by name but by reputation. It is you who we were directed to.”

I can’t figure out what this means. “I don’t understand this. But thank you. This is important information. Is there anything else we should know about the people on the plains and the cages?”

“Yes, most of the people have left and only four remain with the cages. The others have gone off in two different directions.”

“Only four remain. Interesting. Thank you.”

The eagles fly off. I call everyone together to discuss the new information. I suggest that this is the very reason we have come here. The new people taking captive and killing. I ask Thunner and Holden to carefully investigate and determine if we can rescue those in the cages.

Their return brings information I was hoping for. They are so used to not meeting significant resistance that they are unprepared for an attack. They are clustered together near the cages and a fire. I discuss with the team a plan. We will come in from multiple angles. Four of us will go out to make the rescue. The other two will remain to protect the people here. Since the wolves are fastest, I decide on Thunner to circle to the opposite side and cut off any retreat to that direction. Daggo will go to the left and seal that side off. b**st to the right. I will come in directly with my bow as the primary weapon to maintain silence and not attract attention from those who have left. I instruct the people to stay between Tamack and Holden.

We let Thunner go first since he has the furthest to go in the circular route. The rest of us proceed. I would have to guess when everyone is in position. But as we are getting into position I hear a screech from above. It is the eagles. I then hear, “They are in position, Alexa.” This will work out nice.

I have gotten within easy range for my bow. Still we are undetected in broad daylight. I can see some of the cages. There are people, gorillas, and other species. There are also several empty cages. I take out four arrows and stick them in the ground in front of me for quick reloading. After the first shot, I would expect them to panic and move. I felt that would allow me two kills before they got control of their situation, maybe three. In fact I got three quickly. One wondered off and I took him without the others realizing it. I then took another who was behind the others but as he went down he gasped from the arrow penetrating. The third went down as he turned to see what was happening. The fourth took off between the cages. Smart. That prevented me from shooting, again. But he ran right into Daggo. And Daggo had seen some cages contained gorilla. Running smack into a gorilla with revenge on his mind … even I turned away. The man screamed briefly as an arm was torn from his body.

Since dexterity was needed to open the cages, I went from cage to cage while the other species calmed the occupants. The people, gorillas, and wolves were assured we would assist their return. The other a****ls were simply released. I suggested we return to the tree line and the group we left there and continue on our original route. Our group was now quite large. Besides the six of us, we have the seven people we were escorting back to the other village and we have now added five more. Also, there are three gorillas, all female, and two wolves, one female and one very young.

Travel will definitely be slower now. And more dangerous because I can already tell the group will be making too much noise. But they are innocents in this danger. We need to stay well within the tree line and be watchful. I ask Thunner and Holden to remain right on the tree line to be watchful. I am hopeful we will reach our destination. Hopeful. But what will we find when we get to each grouping? Acceptance? Assistance? Resistance?

* * * Part 29b will follow * * * Thanks for reading.