Chapter 3: Claudette Talks 6-6-2016

Containment was not a fun place. In the Central Region, Humphrey was kept in a dark cave. Not just any cave, but an ancient one that had stalactites, stalagmites, never before touched pools of mysterious liquid, and, unbeknownst to the wolves, bats and their possibly rabid mouths. It was beautiful yet terrifying.

But Humphrey wasn't afraid of any of it. No... They may have rolled over a boulder over the entrance of the cave that made inside absolute pitch black with no escape but that didn't scare him in the least. He simply laid his back next to what he could only guess was a wall and think quietly.

"Finally," he said aloud that he echoed greatly. "I'm at peace..."

Very soon, though, the peace was shattered. The boulder to his left moved a little bit, just enough that one pup came in. Humphrey was nearly blinded by the small but sudden emergence of light.

"Damn! Holy shit!" He covered his eyes with his paws.

"You're lucky they're allowing only one visitation," said the pup who sat at his feet as he was laid down on his back.

"Claudette? What are you doing here? Shit, does every pup want a piece of my mouth?!"

"I came to see if my father was still alive. The same one who helped birth me." Claudette's body appeared as a silhouette to Humphrey as the light to the left passed behind her to the right. Her fur almost glowed gold. The blank expression on her face was anything less great. Her eyelids were half-open, her smile upside-down. Claudette didn't care about this wolf. She wanted her father. And she would give this wolf no respect for Runt's death whom she was certain was caused by him and him alone.

"Well... I don't know if I need to, to quote your grandmother, 'tear out your eyes' for you to see that I am your father and none of this you're-not-my-father bullshit, but I would prefer not to because I don't want to waste my energy on you. Face it Claudette, I'm as real as you're ever going to see me. You can either accept that and get the fuck outta' here... or don't and face the dire consequences pretty soon."

"What dire consequences?" Her eyes widened and she tilted her head in wonder.

"Need I remind of Runt's fate?"

"You're going to kill me?! How dare you?! Your only daughter, and you want me to perish?!"

"NO, YOU FUCKING IDIOT! Hmmmmm!" Humphrey slapped his forehead and muttered curses. "I'm not going to kill you! As I said, I'm not going to waste my energy."

"But you said the consequences would be Runt's fate. I know you said it! Don't lie to me! If you're trying to subliminally warp my mind, think again! Kate is my mom! My mind is solid!"

"I didn't kill Runt."

"Wha-...?"

"I would've told Kate, but, of course, she didn't feel inclined to listen to me."

"Then how is my brother dead?!" Claudette asked. "I know it's not safe to assume things, but I don't think anyone else could've done it but you."

"Perhaps you aren't looking at all the possibilities. I didn't kill Runt. That piece of shit killed himself. To be frank, I wouldn't consider it much of a loss if anything. When I found out he was born, I should've dropped his wet, gooey ass on the highway. I'm sure those semis would've eliminated the problem as fast as you can say his one-syllable name."

"I don't believe you! You killed Runt, and you know it!"

"Believe me or not, read my lips... I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! You can keep biting my tail all you want until your jaw weakens, and then what? You can talk crap about me, but not worry about all fucked up things happening in this world? You can talk shit about me, but not give a fuck about the live squirrel that slided past your uvula last week? Hell, do you even remember him?! Did you know he most likely had a loving mate, and multiple offspring he was taking care of, and you just expunged all that when you took him head first into your stomach acid?! What do you think his mate might think if she were to ever come across your shit on the ground?!"

Claudette was silent. She stared at the ground. After a while, she spoke quietly:

"Well... you're worth all that, Dad..."

"I'm sorry. What was that? The father you know isn't here as you said. I will say one thing, Claudette; you're not as useless or shitty as your brothers simply because you're a female. You don't have a small dick or sheath. If anything, the males love a small vagina."

"I'm not listening to you... Kate told me not to listen to you..."

"Fuck Kate! Your like her in so many ways than one, stubborn, too determined for your own good. And now that I think of it, why did you come here if you didn't want to listen to me?"

"...I don't know..." she muttered. Her mind seemed to have conflicting thoughts.

"Oh, I think I know."

"What? You do?!" Claudette became instantly worried.

"Oh, yes..." Humphrey smiled. He looked down in between his legs and with one of his paws began masturbating his large sheath in front of his daughter.

"EWWW! Gross! I'm outta' here!" Claudette ran out through the small opening, holding her mouth and within minutes, the boulder was pushed back into place where the cave was pitch black again.

"Damn," said Humphrey, letting go of his sheath. "I should've done that much earlier. I hate having to talk to these stupid pups. They never wanna leave me alone. I should've killed myself at Moonlight Howl Rock when I had the chance. Aw, well."

He put his front paws behind his head and tried to sleep.

"But at least I finally have peace... sweet peace..."