Occupation
Part 3
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The next night the little one, rode away to see,
If his cousin and the others, had gone to where the she wolfs brother said they would be.
He rode through the back, so the Hunters wouldn't detect,
That he was awake after sun had set.
He rode at night merely for the fun,
For he could've gone in the bright morning sun,
But the adrenaline that rushed through him gave him a natural high,
The thought that if he wasn't careful, he might get hurt, or even die.
He journeyed all night, and then all the next day,
'Till he came to the place where he thought they would stay.
He ventured in, and the Big Folk stared,
He tried not to make it look like he even cared.
So, he stuck his nose in the air, and held his head high,
Not speaking to anyone as he passed on by,
Then on up to the counter, he boosted himself up
His stern demeanor comical as he was just a pup.
The Kind Keep eyed him over, the rubbed the soft fur upon his head,
'Why's a sweet wee pip like you doin' out when ye should be back in bed?'
Few Big Folk laughed, but the pup narrowed his fiery-green eyes,
'Me kindred 'ave gone missin'. Tell me where they are, Sir, and I don't want no lies!'
The Keep was taken aback, his own eyes widened great,
So that he could understand that the pup spoke harshly out of fear more than hate.
He gave another small smile, then said in a quiet tone,
'Sorry lad, I ain't seen them. You'd better just go home.'
The pups head drooped and he jumped down from the stool,
The Big Folks comments were now spiteful and cruel.
They had laughed at his brave'y and now chortled at his despair.
'Till he felt not like a big, brave wolf, but instead a little, frightened hare.
The Keep truly HAD seen the little ones but he had vowed not to speak
Or else he'd be turned to a mouse with naught but a squeak.
He watched as the little one exited the place,
Feeling his pain, but he'd not show it on his face.
A snake outside the building caught his pretty eye,
And the pup walked to his trap, like spider and fly.
'You seek your kin, right little Rat?
One was fair, two young, and one fat?'
Big eyes widened and the pup exclaimed then,
'You've seen my cousins? Here? Where?! WHEN?!'
The snake laughed his cruel laugh and stuck out his forked tongue.
'Yes, little one; a long journey they've begun.
A long journey with many steps and many strides,
Across the lands far and wide.
With a man of darkness, a Ranger of the night,
Who could probably eat them all, just in one bite.'
Now, the little one was still young, and so these thoughts scared him,
And his eyes lit with fire, and he started with a whim.
But the snake stopped him first, by saying his mind,
'Don't try to save them, little Rat; you're too far behind.
You think you'll catch them? Well, heh, even if you do,
The man'll strike you down, and gobble up you too.'
The pup was disheartened, and tho' he wanted to still go,
He'd have to get on with his life, get on with the show.
He turned from the snake and headed back to his own hamlet,
Heart snapped and broken, eyes no longer lit.
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Hey! Wanna know something interesting? A hamlet is a town without a church, and a town can't become a city unless it has a cathedral. Isn't that weird? I read that...somewhere...*shrugs* Don't remember.
Please Review.
~Hippy
Part 3
~*~*~*~
The next night the little one, rode away to see,
If his cousin and the others, had gone to where the she wolfs brother said they would be.
He rode through the back, so the Hunters wouldn't detect,
That he was awake after sun had set.
He rode at night merely for the fun,
For he could've gone in the bright morning sun,
But the adrenaline that rushed through him gave him a natural high,
The thought that if he wasn't careful, he might get hurt, or even die.
He journeyed all night, and then all the next day,
'Till he came to the place where he thought they would stay.
He ventured in, and the Big Folk stared,
He tried not to make it look like he even cared.
So, he stuck his nose in the air, and held his head high,
Not speaking to anyone as he passed on by,
Then on up to the counter, he boosted himself up
His stern demeanor comical as he was just a pup.
The Kind Keep eyed him over, the rubbed the soft fur upon his head,
'Why's a sweet wee pip like you doin' out when ye should be back in bed?'
Few Big Folk laughed, but the pup narrowed his fiery-green eyes,
'Me kindred 'ave gone missin'. Tell me where they are, Sir, and I don't want no lies!'
The Keep was taken aback, his own eyes widened great,
So that he could understand that the pup spoke harshly out of fear more than hate.
He gave another small smile, then said in a quiet tone,
'Sorry lad, I ain't seen them. You'd better just go home.'
The pups head drooped and he jumped down from the stool,
The Big Folks comments were now spiteful and cruel.
They had laughed at his brave'y and now chortled at his despair.
'Till he felt not like a big, brave wolf, but instead a little, frightened hare.
The Keep truly HAD seen the little ones but he had vowed not to speak
Or else he'd be turned to a mouse with naught but a squeak.
He watched as the little one exited the place,
Feeling his pain, but he'd not show it on his face.
A snake outside the building caught his pretty eye,
And the pup walked to his trap, like spider and fly.
'You seek your kin, right little Rat?
One was fair, two young, and one fat?'
Big eyes widened and the pup exclaimed then,
'You've seen my cousins? Here? Where?! WHEN?!'
The snake laughed his cruel laugh and stuck out his forked tongue.
'Yes, little one; a long journey they've begun.
A long journey with many steps and many strides,
Across the lands far and wide.
With a man of darkness, a Ranger of the night,
Who could probably eat them all, just in one bite.'
Now, the little one was still young, and so these thoughts scared him,
And his eyes lit with fire, and he started with a whim.
But the snake stopped him first, by saying his mind,
'Don't try to save them, little Rat; you're too far behind.
You think you'll catch them? Well, heh, even if you do,
The man'll strike you down, and gobble up you too.'
The pup was disheartened, and tho' he wanted to still go,
He'd have to get on with his life, get on with the show.
He turned from the snake and headed back to his own hamlet,
Heart snapped and broken, eyes no longer lit.
~*~*~*~
Hey! Wanna know something interesting? A hamlet is a town without a church, and a town can't become a city unless it has a cathedral. Isn't that weird? I read that...somewhere...*shrugs* Don't remember.
Please Review.
~Hippy
