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Wyoming Ute IGT, Stowaway By: Malissa Madison It was the middle of the busiest part of the evening when Carline first noticed the girl. She seemed to just be wandering around visiting, but she couldn't remember seeing her with anyone before they'd left Saturn. But still maybe she was one Of Djulie or Klinda's girls that she hadn't met yet. She knew a lot of the Alien humanoid races looked pretty young, and a teen looking Star Hooker could earn a lot of money. But seeing as how busy they were she made a mental note to ask later. She just continued to work her tables and soon forgot about the waif of a girl. The star port had been busy with lots of alien traffic, and the main topic seemed to be about how interesting everyone had been. The Star Drivers big topic was about the Alien Rigs they'd seen, and how they were glad not to have to worry about Lot Lizards. The two Tin Cans were doing a pretty good business with the singles, and if her overheard snippets of conversation were true, a good number of the married couples as well. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Oshi couldn't believe her luck. It had been a month since she'd awakened at the Star Port. She really couldn't remember how she'd gotten there, or why, let alone where 'here' was. All she knew was that one day she was looking at a pretty car in the parking lot of that school she'd heard about. And then lots of people began showing up. People, and big huge trucks. She hadn't intended to stow away, she was just there trying to see if she could get into the school after being kicked out by her parents. They'd told her to get out and not come back until she was ready to be the boy she was born as. Scared and unsure what to do, she'd climbed into one of the cars sitting close by only to find it being loaded onto one of the trucks. It was nearly a week later that she was able to get out of the trailer, when it was unloaded. But her first taste of air stung her lungs and sent her into coughing fits until someone said, "Didn't anyone warn you to wear a breather?" and then handed her one from inside the ramp of the big truck. "Where are we?" she'd asked after finally getting the breather on and her lungs full of clean air. "We're at the Star Pilot Fuel Stop on Saturn," they answered her as she looked around wide eyed in disbelief. Then her stomach growled its hunger, and she decided it was time to find something to eat. She started to get back on the truck only to be stopped. "Hey kid, stay clear of the ramp. You don't want to get run over. Use the side entrance." The same man had said. "Uhh, where can I find something to eat?" He looked at her strange a moment. "Well I'd recommend you go to the Diner in the truck over there. That's Eagle, in case you didn't get a chance to see it from the outside before we all left. I wouldn't go to the Star Pilot without your parents though." He turned back to the task of unloading cars. There were lots of people milling around and she was surprised to see what looked like aliens everywhere. Even strange vehicles. She bumped into someone by accident and turned mumbling an "I'm sorry". Only to find a fur covered face looking down at her. "Are you ok Sweetheart?" "Uhhh, yes." Her stomach growled insistently. "Are you headed over to Eagle to get something to eat? oh I'm May by the way. May Lightfeather. Come on I'll walk over with you." They went up the steps together and then she just stood there a second seeing that it was like a diner inside, only much larger than the outside of the truck could possibly be. She wandered over to a table off to the side and sat down, surveying the crowd. The wolf girl May crossed to a group of adults and a Wolf boy, whom she practically melted around before they sat down. Seeing so many different races in one place, all acting like old friends was almost overwhelming. There were clearly a lot of people from another world. She knew this had to be some freaky dream. Maybe that guy she'd bought those 'Mones' from had slipped something into them. She had to be hallucinating. Someone slid a plate loaded with Steak, Eggs, and hash browns and another with toast in front of her, then sat down a large glass of ice cold milk. "Hi, I'm Linessa, I'll be your waitress. Could I just get a thumb print on the order pad please?" She looked up to see a very pretty tigress standing there offering her an electronic pad. "Oh sorry," she giggled nervously as she pressed her right thumb to the pad. Then thought, 'oh crap I shouldn't have done that.' "Oh it's your first time here. I hope you enjoy the Brightfeather Express Kitchen. Just let me know if I can get you anything else," she paused and then Oshi answered, "Oshi Mirikowa." "H, how much is this meal?" Oshi finally asked. "Oh well you're logged in on Hopper, that's Rose Wyoming's truck. And all of Clara's Academy students have a School Meal Tab with us." "Oh, I forgot about that." 'Yep this has to be a drug induced dream,' she thought. When Linessa left to serve the next table she started eating, trying not to let her real hunger show. That was probably what saved her from getting sick after so long without anything to eat. There had been plenty of bottled water in the trunk of the car she was hiding in, but the two cans of Pringles and the box and a half of Slim Jim's hadn't lasted very long. She decided she should head back to the truck after she'd finished, she didn't want to get left behind, especially with all these aliens around. But as soon as she stepped outside the chill hit her, and she realized she had no idea which truck she'd come from. It was dark out now and there had been some moving around as people came and went. "You look lost," someone remarked. "I don't recognize my truck in the dark," she said. "I don't want to get left behind." "What's the name of the truck, Honey?" the speaker was very old yet pretty, even wearing the mask. "Oh Hopper, Ma'am," she answered. The old woman looked at her a moment then smiled. "Hopper, where are you?" she asked the air as she touched one of the trucks. Nine trucks down the line a truck's cab lights began to blink. "There you go Honey. If you get lost again, just ask one of the trucks. They'll help you." The old woman was walking that way with her. "I see where it is Ma'am, you don't need to walk me there. Thank you for helping me though." As she climbed up the side steps to the trailer she was once again caught off guard by the interior size compared to the outer appearance. "This is crazy," she muttered to herself. "It can't possibly be this huge inside." she started looking for an empty room. "Oh but it is possible, don't you believe in Magic?" asked a voice in the air. She looked around her but there was no one there, the hallway was empty. At each end was a staircase leading up, the far end had two doors. One was marked Vehicle storage. The other read inter vehicle passage, sealed. "That door is sealed unless we are linked with another truck behind us," the voice informed her again. Suddenly there were more people in the hallway, and she noticed they were young girls. "Hi," they greeted her. "You must be from the Kitten Academy, we haven't seen you at school before." "Oh yes I'm kind of lost." She fibbed. She called it a fib because lies were wrong, whereas fibs were just alterations and omissions of facts. "What did you do, sleep in those clothes? Girl you need something that's less wrinkled," she found herself being towed toward a room and then pulled inside. "Here try this on," one handed her a pretty flower print skirt. Here you'll like this top too," added another. "If her clothes are that wrinkled she probably needs fresh pantys too. I hear their headmistress is way strict." "Oh I couldn't borrow your clothes, how would I get them back to you?" she began. But before she could protest further they were stripping off her clothes. "Do you want to shower first? We have hot water." "Oh yes that would be great," while she was in the shower they talked through the door. "So you're a Kitten huh?" "Yes," she answered. "And you don't have a cougar?" "What?" "You aren't wearing a Kitten collar," they pointed out. "Are you a Free Range Kitten?" "Yes, a Free Range Kitten," she answered hoping she wasn't giving wrong answers. "So you get the sex education classes right?" "Silly, she's too young to get sex classes. She's probably one of those shelter Kittens. You know the ones that are under fourteen." "Hey how old are you?" "I'm thirteen," "See I told you. Hey what's your Name Kitten?" "I'm Oshi," they began telling her their names. "I think it's cool that they let Trans-Girls in your school too," someone said and she froze in sudden fear. "Why do you say that?" Oshi asked. "Well your pantys are all stretched out in crotch, just like me and Rachel Pierce she's another Trans-girl in our class." she began to relax a bit. Sticking her head out she looked to see the other girls were in the middle of changing clothes. The previous speaker turned around and said, "Oshi, I'm Vicki." She saw the girl without pantys and realized that she wasn't alone here. The others finished dressing and left. "I better help you find your way back to your truck," Vicki volunteered. "Hopper, do you know which truck is Oshi's?" "Yes, I will guide her home Miss Vicki. I think the others are waiting for you to meet your parents in front of the Star Pilot Boutique." Said the voice she now recognized as that of the truck. They stepped out into the hallway and she thanked Vicki for the clothes. As soon as they disappeared around the corner she stepped back onto the truck. "Welcome back Oshi. Would you like a more private conversation?" "Uhhh, yes please." She was directed to a door on the first floor that opened into a largish space about the same size as her tiny bedroom back home. The door closed silently behind her. When she turned in panic the voice again began to speak. "Oshi Mirikowa, you are not registered at any of the schools. Nor does your name appear on any of the passenger lists. How did you get aboard my trailer? Are you a stowaway?" "I, I, it was an accident I swear. I didn't mean to, I was scared," she began to cry. "You first appeared in my logs as an unknown human when we passed through the life form scanners at the Interchange portals leaving Earth. So I took the liberty of being responsible for you until now, when we have a chance to sort this out." "Who are you?" she asked. "Where am I really?" "My name is Hopper, and yes I am the truck, yet more than just a truck. And we are on one of Saturn's nine moons. Now why don't you just tell us how you came to be aboard, and we'll see how we might help you. But I'm afraid I have no idea how you might get home if that is what you wish for." "Us?" "Yes myself and the other trucks. We are self-aware and committed to preserving life." She broke down and began telling her story, crying as she got deeper into the truth. When it was over she snuffed back her snot and tears. "You won't tell on me will you?" she was still afraid of someone finding out. "Oshi, we have decided to help you. We will not report you unless we are asked a direct question about you." "Oh thank you," she breathed. "In each truck there is a room just like this one. It is a storage room, but they are unused, so we will provide you with access, and the necessities the others have. But," Hopper cautioned. "If we are asked a direct question about you, we will have to be honest. But we do not think you need to fear if anyone finds out." She felt better after that, and soon began to venture out even when other people were about. Sure enough the other trucks began helping her. She even ventured out to the Star port. Walking along the viewing walkway seeing the star ships docked there she finally began to realize that she was actually in space, on another planet. She spotted what she realized must be a garage of sorts, and almost panicked when she realized the truck being worked on was Hopper. The most amazing thing to her though was finding out the ages of some of the drivers. Most too young to be driving cars let alone big trucks. "Oh I assure you Miss Oshi, they are our drivers," stated the one known as Mackenzie. She wandered over to see what some were unloading to discover they had cows, horses, sheep and goats. There were even Wolves who ran free in the trucks. "They are part of the families," she was assured of the Wolves. She was petting one feeding him a piece of meat she had saved from her latest meal. "Hi again, I see Shadow likes you," the young girl was looking around her. "Shadow, where's Cookie?" "Have we met?" Oshi asked the girl. "Yes the other day, remember? Oh wait," she giggled. "I was the wolf girl who led you here to Eagle." "You were? Was that a costume?" "No silly, I'm a shifter." The girl gritted her teeth, and then her body changed as she grew fur and became the pretty wolf girl from a few days before. "See It's me, May Lightfeather." "You're Butterfly's driver," she finally realized. "Yes and the little Queen Ariel will be here soon. She heard Lori was cooking and she just loves those little Blood Patties she makes." "Hi May, Oshi," said The Lycan girl Brandi. She set a little stool down next to the table. "Is Ariel with you today?" Oshi's eyes grew huge as the spider walked across the diner toward them. "Oshi this is Ariel, she's a Phase Spider Queen. Ariel this is Oshi." "Pleased to meet you Oshi," she extended a foreleg. Carefully Oshi shook it. "Oh you're the one the trucks like so much," the little spider giggled. "May, Butterfly say's Oshi is interested in all the trucks. She's been visiting with them, learning everything she can." "Oh well then you're undoubtedly one of those eager minds that love's knowledge." Said May. "Maybe one day you'll become a driver too." Oshi was worried, she knew the little spider had to know something. But she didn't want to say anything in front of May that might get her caught. Being a stowaway was a very serious offense, she'd read about it in the Inter-Galactic Code of law that she found on the computer system of one of the trucks. She'd been curious and asked what might happen legally, to her if she was found out. Hopper informed her that if she needed anything like clothing, and such she could go to the boutique and purchase it. Just place her thumb on the tally screen and the trucks would pay for it. She was sitting in her room on Jammer when the convoy shot the portal to Ellipse. By the time they reached that planet she was living aboard Butterfly. The trucks seemed to know how to keep her safe. They always steered her away from those carrying the Kittens. "Trust us Oshi, while Kittens are highly regarded, it is not a place you want to be found out. By their own culture you would become a Kitten whether you wished to or not." She was warned by Hawk when she asked. She knew the bird girl had come aboard at Saturn just before they left. And the Tin Can had been added to the convoy as well. She'd been shocked when she saw the marriage spanking ritual, and asked the trucks about it. They then spent a lot of time educating her in American Indian cultures that weren't in the history books. Most of her time between Ellipse and Savant II were spent in reading the histories of the Peoples. So when they reached Savant, she had a lot to think about. She felt more in tune, more at ease with these people and cultures than she ever had at home. Sitting in Eagle's diner she'd just finished her meal when the urge to talk to Eagle became an urgent need. She carefully got up and made her way to the ladies room. Looking around she didn't notice anyone else in there. "Eagle, I, I feel so guilty," she began. In the last stall Paula started to say something, when Eagle started talking to the girl. She peeked out to see her. Yes it was the very young one that her sisters had mentioned never seeing with anyone else. "Oshi why do you feel guilty?" Eagle responded. Paula almost gasped hearing the name. "It's not right, what I'm doing. I should be working to help pay my way." "We agreed when we talked that we would take care of you until you made a decision or someone discovered you. Have you been found out?" "No Eagle, I just feel I should be working for my meals at least. I mean these girls work hard, they cook, and clean and serve people all day. I, I want to try to pay them back. Especially since no one has treated me wrong. Or made fun of me." "Oshi they won't turn you away, we told you this, and you are spirit touched. Have you then made a decision?" "Maybe if I could work here, you know washing dishes or," "Oshi I have an automated system that washes the dishes." "Maybe I could wait on tables, Linessa said they're always shorthanded." "If you want to become a waitress then you need to talk with either Babsie or Carline," the truck informed her. "But they're both so busy," "Then go to the office beside the front door and ask to talk to Paula. But wait until she comes on duty in twenty minutes, she'll be better in a mood to talk then." "Thank you Eagle," she kissed the mirror. "If that was your face, you'd know how much I appreciate all of you helping me this last month." she left feeling better for having confided in Eagle and talked out a plan. She didn't notice Paula as she left behind her and headed to the office. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Eagle, we need to have a serious discussion," I said to my truck. "Paula my love," began Eagle. "Do not Paula my love, Me. you and the other trucks have been hiding a stowaway." She accused. "Yes we have Paula. But she needed us, she needs you." said the truck in voice that he knew would elicit sympathy. "How do you figure that?" "Paula, Paula, Paula, please. I hear you crying at night when the rest can't hear you. You are twenty seven years old without a husband or children. And in your dreams all you can talk about are how you want a daughter of your own." "You've been spying on my dreams?" Paula was almost outraged, yet a bit relieved to know how much Eagle really cared. "Please, you talk in your sleep," the truck waited for her to respond. "You don't tell the others what I say do you?" "Paula, you are my driver, I would never tell your secrets." Assured Eagle "And you think I should adopt Oshi?" "That is between the two of you. But she does need you, and I think you need her as well." Eagle now sounded fatherly. There was a gentle knock on the door, and I got up to answer it. "Hello child, have you come to talk to your Momma?" I recognized the voice of Otter Lightfeather. "Huhh, no I was going to ask Paula to give me a job." Opening the door I saw Otter Lightfeather talking with the girl Oshi. "Hi there, did you need something?" Otter smiled at us. "Try the one on the forth hook," she whispered to Oshi. "I umm, I wanted to ask if you could use any extra help." "We can always use extra help. Here fill this out and we can get started." I handed her an electronic Application. Oshi began filling out the form skipping the questions she thought might get her into trouble if she answered them. "Having some trouble? That's ok. We can finish that later." I said. "So tell me what would you like to do?" "Oh, I, umm, I could wait on tables, or buss tables. Maybe guide customers to empty tables." "How old are you?" "I'm thirteen, but I'm not afraid of work." "Are your parents available to sign permission for you to work here?" I asked as gently as possible, already knowing the answer. "I," she began to cry. "I don't have any parents here, I fell asleep in a car and woke on a truck named Hopper and then the trucks they decided to help me out, but I don't feel right not paying my way, and I don't care what you do to me just don't send me home please!" she was squalling her eyes out in my office. "Paula, what the hell are you doing to that poor girl? Eagle said you were interviewing a new waitress." Marline said. "No Marline, I'm not interviewing a new waitress. But you can go get Carline and Babsie. I want you three to witness as family, please." As she left in a hurry Oshi began blubbering. "Please, please all I want to do is help out, you don't have to pay me or nothin' please don't kick me out. Please, I couldn't handle that again. Please." "Oshi, here." I cuddled her in my arms dabbing at her eyes with a tissue. "I'm not kicking you out. I promise." "Paula Marline said,,,, Whoa, what are you doing, torturing her?" "Babsie, sit down!" oh good, "Come in you two." "Paula, please be quick. We're beginning to get busy out there," Carline said. "I just wanted you to be the first three to meet Oshi Mirikowa Brightfeather," I smiled holding her in my arms. "Oshi Brightfeather?" "For real?" "Oh wow, can I be here when you call Momma and our Daddies?" "How is it that she has no other parents?" Babsie finally asked. "Babsie, she is Spirit Blessed, her real parents didn't want her. And I don't care how she got here, only that she stays of her own free will." I said. "I intend to formally adopt her in front of the three tribes." "I'll get right to work," she promised. "No you've been crying, and it will take some time for your eyes to stop being puffy. What I want you to do is come with me." I lead her forward into the private section of Eagle. "This will be your room, I want you to go collect your things. And bring them here, please." I was rummaging in my closet looking for it. I knew it was here. Finally I found it, my Doe Skin Dress, the one I'd worn on my own thirteenth birthday to celebrate my entrance into pre-adulthood. "Oshi, I want you to wear this as you go to gather your things." "This is like way pretty." "It is my dress from when I was confirmed as a woman of the Ute Nation. And now it's yours," I told her. "Me? But I don't have any Ute blood in me, they won't accept me." "Oshi, a good many women and even a few men became members of the Seven Nations by living among us and accepting our lifestyle. "Sugar, the Avian who was married to TooTall and Darlene Lightfeather became a member through marriage. More have joined through adoption," I told her. "So yes you are very much a member of my Tribe if I adopt you. Don't you want to stay with me?" "I, yes I do, it's just, what should I tell people?" "Well first you put this dress on, and we'll brush this pretty hair. And then whenever anyone asks, you tell them that you are Oshi Brightfeather, and that your Momma is Paula Brightfeather." "That's all there is to it? I just put on your dress?" "Not quite, there is still the welcoming feast. And I think that maybe they will forgo the spirit journey to find your true name," I had to giggle. "We are already all of us in the midst of the biggest Spirit Journey ever." "That woman who was talking to me outside the office, who is she?" "That is Swallow, her older sister Fox is our tribes Spirit Woman, but Swallow and her other sister Otter, and my own mother Patty have almost as much of the sight as Fox does. Why?" "She asked if I'd finally come to talk with my Momma," Oshi said. Hugging her tightly I kissed the top of her head. "I promise to be the best Momma you ever had." I held my lips to her hair, feeling my tears running down my cheeks. Closing my eyes I tried to picture Oshawa's little face. But all I could see was Oshi's. "Great Spirit, Thank you for this gift of life. I will teach her our ways and raise her as my own." I said. After she'd changed and I'd brushed out her hair I braided it with my own goose feathers. Adding strings of beads, and smaller feathers in bright colors. "Come on my Daughter let us go gather your things and bring them home," I held her hand as we stepped out and walked through the diner. "My god, Paula is smiling," I heard Dax say to Marline. "Yes, and her name is Oshi," I heard it whispered. "That's awfully close to Oshawa, I wonder if the great spirits had anything to do with this?" "Who was Oshawa?" asked Saffrella Correll. "Oshawa was her daughter. She only lived three days though." Turning I shot my sister a glance that said, "Not one word!" but I was still smiling. "Then I guess if she has a new daughter I am happy that I came to watch Lori work. I can fill in some for her." offered Saffrella. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Carline took a few moments while Paula was out of the truck to send a message to earth. "Momma, something has happened. Just a heads up. Paula is going to be calling you. PS, she is actually smiling again. Carline." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ At the Brightfeather Express Stop, Jimmy was reading an incoming Email. "Patty get in here!" "What is it Jimmy?" she took the printed copy of the Email. And quickly read it, then passed it to her other two husbands. "Our oldest child is happy once again. I hope whoever he is, that he is good to her." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Paula, who is this?" people would ask at every truck. And she would answer, "This is my daughter Oshi. A gift from the trucks, the Moon Mother and the Great Spirit." It was in Bull Elk that someone questioned her further. "So you are the secret that the trucks have been hiding." "Silver, please." Momma Paula had said. "News travels quickly in a convoy like ours Paula. I want you to know that I am happy for both of you. But I think there are a few things you might need to know about." Silver looked as if she was trying to figure out how to say it. "When I questioned Bull Elk directly, my father's truck provided her birth certificate. It is most interesting and I think a sign from the Lady herself." Paula looked at the copy of the document. "So?" Silver produced a similar document. "This might be difficult for you to look at. But I think the two might be one in the same." I looked over her arm as she held the certificate. It was for Oshawa Brightfeather. Born three days before me, and deceased one minute before my own birth. But it was for a girl child. Momma sat down in a chair, shaking, her tears falling on the two separate pages. I heard a sound behind me and turned to find the Sioux Spirit Woman there. "Silver, your Mother will be proud to know that your sight is as true as her own." She looked at me then, her hand gently caressing my face. "Oshi, is a boy's name, but you are not and never have been a boy in your heart. Now, you are a true blending of two separate spirits joined in the same body." "O, Oshi," breathed Momma as she pulled me to her. "You can choose any name you want. You don't have to keep a boy's name among the People." "Could, could I, if I'm a blending of two spirits like Mother Night Bird says could I become Oshiwa?" she hugged me harder than before, her tears wetting my face. "You can choose any name you wish as long as you are my daughter." On our way back to Eagle we found many people helping to carry things, and congratulating us both. Soon it was time for Momma to call home. I sat in the cab looking at the blank windshield waiting. Momma had turned around to get us a both a glass of ice water when it suddenly lit up into a widescreen video chat monitor. "Oh, hi there. I was expecting a call from my daughter Paula, who might you be?" asked the woman on the screen. "Momma, Momma this is Oshiwa, your granddaughter." "Oshiwa? Oh my, Jimmy, Crow, Mule, get in here and meet our granddaughter." "So it is not a man who has made her smile once again," stated Jimmy Brightfeather, Patty's first husband. "Welcome to the family Child." Everyone was warm and welcoming. And then Patty Brightfeather asked, "Paula, is your ant Fox there?" "I am here, sister," the smile was genuine. "Shadow Lover and Warrior just made the jump thingy, they shot the Portal as they called it. They should be following behind you pretty quickly." "Darlene and TooTall have added a second wife. They don't know it but everyone is planning to help them recover her own child." "Tell them we are happy for them." "We will, is there any more news?" asked Fox. "You have a new sister in-law, and your son is bringing you two wives of his own, I could see it when they called." They visited a bit longer as a large family. Then it was time for my welcoming feast. They left to get ready as Babsie and Caro began visiting with my new Grandparents. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ In the center of the Diner somehow a great fire pit had been created. And then the Spirit Women of the three tribes stood and placed themselves around it, with them Stood Silver Lightfeather. The three older Spirit women began to speak in their native tongues, Silver speaking in English for any who might not understand. "We began this journey as separate tribes, friends and journey companions on similar quest. When we left our home there were two among us, a Mother without a Child, and a Child without a Mother." There was a pause as Momma and I both stood up and she led me forward into the middle to walk together around the ring of fire. "This is my Daughter, Oshiwa Brightfeather, and she is Spirit Blessed, and I am proud of her." she kissed my cheek. "For on this day, she has become a child of the Seven Nations, and tonight she is my child, a daughter of the Ute Nation." "Th, thank you," was I could say as tears of joy rolled down my cheeks to the welcoming cheers of those around me. "Hey if she isn't a Kitten that means we have a chance," said a young boy in the crowd. "Know this People of the gathered Nations, She is under the age of Courtship. But when she reaches that age, the Bride Price will be very steep." Momma said with a smile. I was blushing as everyone began getting up to welcome me personally. Then someone began playing a drum, and soon people were dancing. Momma took my hand. "I, I don't know how to dance Momma." "This is the dance of Happiness. You don't need to know any steps. Just let yourself go with your feelings, the drummers will change to match your steps once you get into the flow of the music," she advised. And so I danced, creating my own happy dance on the night I was officially accepted into tribe as Momma's Daughter. And then I was joined by other young girls I'd already met but hadn't really known. Missy Wyoming, Darlene Wyoming-Lightfeather, Stacy Wyoming, Raven Wyoming, Malissa, Sophie, Rachel and Erika Pierce. May Lightfeather, Star and Delilah Sampson, Angela Heart. The Kittens, Samantha and Danielle, and a whole slew I'd never known before. And then the very strange Alien Woman Captain Calista joined us just before uniformed troops. I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up with Momma's arms around me in my own bed. I opened my eyes to see her own staring lovingly into my face. "Good afternoon," greeted Eagle. "I hope you aren't hung over like the rest of the train is today." I giggled, feeling dizzy. "Momma?" "Yes Sweetie?" "Was that really Blood Wine we drank last night?" I asked. Momma giggled, "No Oshiwa that was Red Honey wine. My, our family makes it." she explained. "Would you like to visit the hives?" "You mean like real Bee hives? Don't they need Flowers to make Honey?" "Yes, where do you think the flowers on the tables come from?" I just looked at her blankly in disbelief. "Come my child," she giggled. "Today you begin learning about our family's trucks, and the bounty they provide." We showered and I wasn't shy in front of my Momma, then after we dressed I put on a simple pair of Moccasins. "Come husband," said my Aunt Marline said to her husband Dax near the breakfast bar as he stumbled through the side door into the diner. "You need Coffee. And then I want to hear all about this bet you and Dale made." "Yes, I'd love to hear it as well," Carline said in a very unamused voice. "Momma are my uncles in trouble?" I asked. "Never arm wrestle your Uncles," cautioned Momma. "A Grizzly bear is always stronger than a tiger, no matter how drunk and stupid they are acting." I could tell Momma wasn't really mad at my Uncles. "What did they do?" "They made a bet, and won themselves another truck," said Carline with a sly smile. "Oh no, not just another truck Babe, a Terrellian Freighter," Dax said it as if everyone should be impressed. Then he paused a moment, "Wait, how did you, find out about the bet?" "The truck, my husband, is not the only thing you won last night." She made a come here motioned toward the kitchen. "When were you going to tell me about Leola here?" a very pretty and shy young Terrellian tigress stepped out from the kitchen. I could see Dax swallowing hard. "Are you the one they promised would teach us to run the Night Flyer's systems?" he finally asked. "Dax Skinner, don't play dumb with me," Marline said. "Don't get me wrong, I think it's cute that you would win me a concubine to help with my duties. But we do not practice that tradition anymore." At his dumb struck look everyone realized the two men had no idea what she was talking about. "Leola, please explain to our husband the situation he's gotten himself into," Marline said as she hugged the girl, then kissed her passionately. "The truck, it. it is but one of my fathers. For each child he bought a truck. Driving the truck is our life, without us the truck does not run. When you won my truck from my father last night, you won me as well." Now everyone sat dumbstruck. Marline reached across the bar and pushed her husband's mouth closed. "Go ahead, ask her why her father was willing to bet her truck. I already know, and I am happy with this knowledge."