Epilogue
Most of the following day is spent recovering from the battle, tending to the wounded, and calculating their losses. Princess Ariel uses her magic to repair the doors to the village prison. Chief Ogrot takes Uruk's enchanted morning star as his own, and declares it a symbol of station to be handed down from one chief to another through the generations. His daughter Eekra also takes Squeak's twin sai. She tucks them into her boots, replacing her knives.
That night the tribe then celebrates their victory, and mourns the loss of those who fell in battle. The women and children who've returned play mournful funeral ballads on pan flutes and drums by the light of the multiple funeral pyres. The tribe and their allies feast on meats and fruits and toast the memories of the fallen with great mugs of mead. Ookla and Princess Eekra sit next to each other and share a plate of food. Ariel sees this and smiles. She gently nudges Thundarr in the ribs and nods towards the intimate gesture. He glances over and smiles as well. After the feast Thundarr and Ariel mingle with the moks, giving condolences for their losses and congratulations for their victory. The last time either of them saw Ookla or Eekra the two moks were walking off hand in hand.
A couple of days later, Thundarr and Ariel walk out of their hut. They were physically and emotionally exhausted from the past several days, but it was finally time to leave. Chief Ogrot takes Thundarr's hand in his and thanks him for their help.
"If you ever need us again, don't hesitate to contact us. We will be here as soon as possible."
Chief Ogrot nods his head affirmatively. At this time Ookla and Princess Eekra walk up hand in hand. Eekra growls something to Ookla.
"What did she say?" Ariel asks Thundarr.
"She asked him to stay," he tells her, "to be her mate."
Ookla shakes his head negatively and growls a reply.
"He says he can't. Not until all people are free of the wizards' tyranny."
Chief Ogrot takes out the enchanted falcion and offers it to Ookla. Ookla holds up his hand and declines. He growls something to the chieftain
"Ookla says he doesn't like swords. He says he doesn't like to take lives unless he has no other choice. A weapon like that gives him only one choice. He says to give it to the mok who slew Uruk, that he earned it."
Ookla and Eekra hug each other. Ookla leans over and touches his forehead to hers. Then he mounts his equart. Thundarr and Ariel look at their friend with sympathy. He was leaving his people, and a young female mok who was very important to him, for them. They knew this was a difficult choice for him to make. Ookla growls something to Ariel and Thundarr.
"As you wish, old friend," says Thundarr, "Ariel! Ookla! Riiiiide!"
And the three of them gallop off into the wilderness.
THE END