Raba climbed up the stares. His wolf ears had picked up Aaliyah's sobs from the bottom step. Raba trotted up to the door; the sobbing had stopped.
"Pup open the door."
"Go away I want to be alone." Said Aaliyah in a weak shaky voice.
"Open this door or I will brake it down you know I will." Said Raba in a commanding voice.
On the other side of the door Raba could hear Aaliyah getting off the bed and walking to the door. The knob twisted and the door opened. Raba looked up at Aaliyah she had tear stains running down her cheek. She was shaking the crying had taken a lot out of her. Raba walked into the room, Aaliyah closed the door behind him. Raba jumped on the bed, Aaliyah coming after him. She rapped her arms around him and stuck her faces into his neck. She then began to cry again.
"Now stop that, do you want to get sick?"
"No but I don't want to leave."
"And crying your self to death will help maters."
"No but-."
"But nothing stop it right now and go blow your nose. Then we will talk about what has happened."
Aaliyah got off the bed and walked to the bathroom to blow her nose. Raba waited for her on the bed. Aaliyah came out and got back onto the bed lying down with her head on her pillow. Raba laid his head on her stomach. Aaliyah ran her finger through his fur.
"What am I going to do? I don't want to go."
"My pup your leaving was decided when you first got your powers."
"Its because my power makes me immortal right."
"Yes that is right my pup."
"What would happen if I stayed?"
"You would stay forever young while every one around you grew old and died."
"I understand why I have to go but I still don't want to go."
"What is it now."
"I don't want to be a princess I want to see the world."
"Finally we get down to business."
"So you knew I would cave on the not going."
"Yes I knew, you're my pup its my job to know what you'll do."
Aaliyah did not respond to that, she just shook her head. He knew her to well.
"So what am I going to do now?"
"You." Said Raba getting up to look Aaliyah in the face. "Are going to go with the elves and be their princess."
Aaliyah groaned.
"Hold on I was not finished. You'll go and be their princess but on the side you will learn to use a bow and a sword. So that you will be able to take care of yourself in the wild once you have run away."
"I like your plan but wont the elves have some one looking after me."
"Yes they will."
"Then how am I supposed to do all that and not get caught?"
"The she-elf that is going to be your companion likes archery and sword play and I know for a fact that she is dying to go for an adventure."
"How do you know all that?"
"I have my sources."
Aaliyah looked at Raba with a raised eyebrow. She knew that Raba had his secrets but sometimes she wished he would tell her things and not leave her in the dark.
"Where is she?"
"In the kitchen with Mary."
Aaliyah sat up on her bed. Raba jumped off the bed and went to the door.
"Are you going to get her?" Asked Aaliyah.
"Yes I'm going to go get her so that you two can get to know each other." Said Raba turning his head to look at her. "Now come and open the door."
Aaliyah got up and opened the door for Raba. How trotted out of the room. Aaliyah watched as he went down the hall and then down the stares. I sure hope that she is the why Raba said she is because I don't want to have to put up with a priss. Thought Aaliyah as she closed the door to her room.
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Yuukale Tinwe looked up as the wolf entered the kitchen. So the princess is ready to see the commoner that is to be her companion. Thought Yuukale coolly.
"Are you ready?" Asked the wolf now in front of her.
"Yes." Replied Yuukale.
The wolf nodded a very unwolf thing to do then walked out the door. Yuukale followed the wolf up the stares then down a hallway. They stopped out side a door with a poem on it called Identity. Yuukale read the poem.
Identity
Let them be as flowers
Always watered, fed, guarded, and admired
But harnessed to a pot of dirt
I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed
Clinging on cliffs
Like an eagle wind-wavering above high, jagged rocks
To have broken through the surface of stone
To live
To feel exposed to the madness of the vast, eternal sky
To be swayed by the breezes of an ancient sea
Carrying my soul
My seed
Beyond the mountains of time
Or into the abyss of the bizarre
I'd rather be unseen
And if then shunned by everyone
Than to be a pleasant-smelling flower
Growing in clusters in the fertile valley
Where they're praised, Handled, and plucked
By greedy human hands
I'd rather smell of musty, green stench
Than of sweet, fragrant lilac
If I could stand alone
Strong and Free
I'd rather be a tall, ugly weed
-Julio Noboa Polanco
After readying the poem there was no doubt in Yuukale's mind that Aaliyah and herself were going to be the best of friends.