Sunray resolutely concerned his mind's
attention on Angel. This was no help to his nerves, which were already shot, as
he wasn't a doctor, knew not where to find one, and therefore, still had no
conclusions as to whether or not he was going to be a parent. Angel seemed to
disagree with this uncertainty.
"It's going to happen," she winced bitterly as Sunray poked around
her. "Don't you remember how your mother was when she was going to have
Emerald?"
"Nobody remembers that," Sunray snapped at her. The last thing he
wanted added to his conscious was memories of his parents. Angel recoiled from
his behavior and he sighed in frustration. Slumping down the edge of the nest,
he gazed at the skyline, feeling every never tingle in his body, and he wished
desperately that there was somewhere he could go to be alone. The weight of his
conscious kept him anchored.
"I see someone," Angel mused. Sunray's mind came back from wandering,
and he saw a Charmander approaching the hill. At first, Sunray thought this was
a threat, and rose, growling. His clan felt the same way and a group of
Squirtles closed menacingly in a circle around the incoming Charmander.
"I'll check it out," Sunray mumbled, calmly walking at his pace into
the angry, but silent throng. When a pathway had cleared for him, he blinked in
surprise.
"Hello nephew," Charanth greeted solemnly.
"Uncle!" Sunray sputtered, embracing him tightly. "It's so good
to see you."
"I wish I could say the same," Charanth sighed deeply. Sunray merely
eyed him inquiringly. "You have given your brother grievous trouble."
Now Sunray understood and his temper flared.
"Tell Twilight to come do his own dirty work," he growled darkly.
"I'm astounded he sent you, and even more so that you consented!"
"I came here on my own accord," Charanth replied smoothly.
"Child, you and Twilight teeter on the edge of war."
"One I'd win," Sunray muttered, not all too softly. Confident smirks
popped up among the clan. Charanth laid a paw on Sunray's shoulder firmly and
stared with soft eyes.
"Whatever frustrations you feel for Twilight, don't take them out on our
clans," he whispered. Sunray pulled away, eyes flashing with anger.
"It's never his fault, is it?" Sunray hissed. "And now you're
telling me to forgive him when he turned a blind eye from a murder! You favor
him, Uncle dear… Just like I expected you to."
"Your parents would not approve of this!" Charanth cried out.
"They would never have allowed the clans to quarrel like this!"
"DON'T SPEAK OF THEM!" Sunray roared. As if that had been a secret
cue, the Squirtles leapt at Charanth, biting and beating, though never so brave
as to try a water gun. Sunray waited a long moment before commanding that they
cease. Backing up and sneering, they left Charanth crumpled before Sunray,
badly hurt.
"Go home," Sunray muttered, then after eyeing his conditions, simply
teleported him away with a portal spell, looking disgusted. He turned and
walked back towards his nest, but a paw held his and stopped him. He glanced
back and saw eager faces beaming back at him.
"Your orders?" one of them asked gleefully. Sunray, in his rage,
broke down and consented to what they all wanted.
"Ready for war," he growled, and walked back to get some rest while
the small group of Squirtles ran back to their homes happily spreading the news
like wildfire.
