Hare Koro Chapter 2
Disclaimer: blah... everyone reads the other fic, so this one might go on
hold for a while… If I get a review I might start thinking about it again
(hint, hint… lol), otherwise it'll be in small chapters like this one, more
like scenes, that I can write prior to class.
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The bitch, she hates the humans for just chopping down a few trees... If she keeps up that way they'll burn the forest in an attempt to kill her and be hostile to everyone of us who passes through. Red hair glimmered in the half light coming from passage to the surface. She shook her head and sighed. Bending she grasped a large knob of rough stone protruding from the floor of the cave. It broke off easily in her hand and she rubbed it between her palms, enjoying the feel of the rough surface on her fingers. The light dimmed then lightened again as someone entered the cavern. Moving quietly Colvin approached and watched Desta-chan play with her rock.
The girl is decidedly stubby; I know she was born of the mountain, and sturdiness and strength is to be expected, but really.. Colvin held back a sigh as she shook her head. So foolish, most get over their juvenile fascination for humans before their fifth year of freedom from the shell, coupled with her unusual coloring and ancestry… This time Colvin could not hold back her sigh. Desta-chan showed no sign of acknowledgement of Colvin's presence. "You shouldn't show such emotion you know. The others will, are talking… and your Great Aunt is worried." The girl didn't move, she just continued caressing the rock in her hands. Colvin sighed again, "Destatasnida…"
"I hate that name." Her hands on the rock stilled. Her body stiffened, she straightened but did not turn to look at the other woman. "Why wasn't I allowed to choose or find my own name like the others?"
Colvin frowned, "That hardly matters right now. The current issue is…"
"My unfortunate outburst. That's what you were going to say wasn't it."
"Yes."
The one who was called Destatasnida turned to face Colvin. Still clutching the rock in her hands she gave Colvin a long stare. "Would you like to know why?"
"Why what?"
"Why I want us to act. You're Auntie's eyes and ears, her hound. She set you to track and watch me, no?" The smirk she directed at Colvin was mocking and sad. She gave no chance for reply, "I like you y'know. I also know She listens to you. Because she thinks you're wise, and if nothing changes you will become our leader next Lasvern." Colvin blinked then began to shake her head. The younger raised her hand, commanding silence, "Lossata is a fool. She is brash, and flaunts her powers. You are hidden. But that has nothing to do with my reasons to act. Only my reasons to tell you." She stepped closer to the exit of the cave. The sunlight glimmered upon her face as she looked up at Colvin still on the sloping exit ramp. "It's not just my love of humans and their company that urges me to act. Before I spoke today I listened. Not just to my elders here, but also to the rumors that run through the human communities. Rumors that this Nostros is not searching for physical power, but mental. He will succeed in gaining the power that he seeks, already he can control the weaker minded of his kind. When he has complete control of the humans he will turn to us. The humans are nothing in his eyes, in spite of them being his family. Yet we, oh yes, we have potential!"
Colvin shifted her feet and squatted frowning. Impossible. No human has ever challenged a Mavora in mental strength. Even if the Nosotros could resist us… "His army would be human."
Blue eyes closed and red glimmered again. "Not if what I fear, what I can see, comes to pass." Blue eyes opened and shaded purple-red for a moment, "Not if he can dominate us."