Chapter Six:
"SHANARA!" Tharn was blazing mad. Shanara winced slightly when he yelled. He had headed her off, and now they were in his Study, and Tharn had taken it upon himself to give her a long lecture. "WHY? I CAN'T EVEN BEGEN TO EXPRESS
HOW UPSET WITH YOU I AM!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA....?!" he stopped, to angry to continue. Pat, who was perched on his shoulder said, "Please, calm down, it's really not so bad.... it's not like she was hurt or anything..." Tharn glared at him, and he quit talking, shrinking away from his master's angry gaze.
Shanara gave the cat a pleading glance, but he shook his head and leaped daintily down from his perch, shivering slightly. Shanara sighed, her only defence gone, probably to cower in some corner.
Tharn seemed to calm himself slightly, but he was still rather red in the face, and it was a few minutes before he continued. "Do you have any idea what could have happened to you out there? Absolutely all the creatures on Rawn hate humans! And like it or not, you're human! They'd kill you without a thought! Do you know what lives out there?" Shanara started to answer that she knew better than he did what lived out there, but he cut her off. "No, you proabaly don't do you? There are things out there, trolls and goblins and all other types of monsters! And I told you, did I not, to NOT LEAVE HERE! It's dangerouse! You could have been hurt.... you could have... and I wouldn't have known....." his voice softened slightly. "You know it's only because I care."
He sighed tiredly. "Why on earth would you want to go out there anway? And be truthful with me child." Shanara just sat for a moment, feeling guilty for betraying her fathers trust. "I.... oh father it's so.... I don't like being stuck here in the castle every day! It's boring! And Pat's right you know," she cat the cat a glare. "I didn't get hurt. I'm perfectly capable of takeing care of myself. And the only thing I've ever seen that's even slightly dangerouse was a snake, and that's hardly a problem." she bit her lip slightly at the lie, but she couldn't tell him about Dethrin and Amaris. "Why's it such a big deal?"
Tharn studied his daughter for a moment, and she got the odd feeling he was judging her. Finally he just shook his head and tunrned away to stare out the window upon the icy mountainscape that was his home. "I just worry about you, thats all. I have very little trust for such.... creatures as the ones who inhabit this place. It was in dealing with such things that I got your mother killed. I don't want the same fate to befall you."
Shanara was listening attentively, hopeing he would say something more. In all her thirteen years he had never mentioned her mother more than once or twice, and this bit of information, how ever small, fascinated her. She wanted to know more. She was disapointed.
Tharn lifted his hand in dismissal and said. "Go. I won't punish you this time. But don't let it happen again." she got to her feet and left quickly, not believing her good luck. She had expected nothing less than being locked in her room for a good few months.... or to have to clean the library.... not an enjoyable task.
As she left, Pat walked slowly out of his corner and leaped up to the desk- top and then his accustomed place on Tharn's shoulder. He affectionatly licked his masters face and said, "How about that nap eh? I was looking forward to it.... honestly, keeping me up all night to read books..." he scoffed indignantly and looked straight into Tharn's eyes as if to say, How could anyone dare to do such a thing to me?! and Tharn laughed heartily. "Allright old friend. If you wish. And don't worry, never again. We're getting to old for this...." he sighed and Pat ruffed up his fur. "Old? Me? Ha! hardly." but he couldn't help but silently agree. Tharn was right of course, as always.
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For the next long while, Shanara tried her hardest to behave and not do anything to agitate her father, though for her, this was extremely hard. She even meekly refrained from going to visit Dethrin and Amaris, though she would have greatly like to. Instead she kept as quiet as was possible and spent most of her time in the library reading, and on occasion just sitting and thinking. She had a lot to think about. What ever Tharn's ailment was, it seemed to her that it was getting worse, and it wasn't long till she confined him to his bed.
"Honestly child, there's nothing wrong with me. Just a bit tired, thats all." he'd protested, but she'd remained firm and wouldn't let him up, and he was secretly greatful, though he made a poit to put up a major fuss. Pat too was greatful. The always lazy cat was more than happy to except an excuse to spend all day sleeping, for without Tharn he could hardly do any work. What with this and her determinedness to not wrong her father again, she almost forgot about Dethrin and Amaris, and the two centaurs had began to worry about her, thinking that perhaps something had happened to her, but Shanara was obliviouse.
The pair stood, staring up at the great mountain in wonder. Amaris would have eagerly just charged in and demand she be alowed to see her friend, but Dethrin had stomped on that idea, literaly. "For all we know there isn't a thing wrong and she's just buisy. That's it. She's buisy." but all the same they couldn't help but wonder.
" I hope your wright Deth." Amaris said, turning away. Dethrin snorted. "Oh, what could possibly happen to her up there? Unless the goblins had a sudden streak of intelligence and bravery, I fail to see anything that could be wrong." Amaris gave him a how could you be so thick look and said, "Remember, she said her father was ill. What if he's died and she needs us?" she glared at her brother sharply, but he just shrugged. "I highly doubt it. He's a wizard, he can manage. I tell you, they're just caught up in whaterver work it is that they do." he turned and galloped off, and with one last look and a sigh, Amaris followed him.
"SHANARA!" Tharn was blazing mad. Shanara winced slightly when he yelled. He had headed her off, and now they were in his Study, and Tharn had taken it upon himself to give her a long lecture. "WHY? I CAN'T EVEN BEGEN TO EXPRESS
HOW UPSET WITH YOU I AM!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA....?!" he stopped, to angry to continue. Pat, who was perched on his shoulder said, "Please, calm down, it's really not so bad.... it's not like she was hurt or anything..." Tharn glared at him, and he quit talking, shrinking away from his master's angry gaze.
Shanara gave the cat a pleading glance, but he shook his head and leaped daintily down from his perch, shivering slightly. Shanara sighed, her only defence gone, probably to cower in some corner.
Tharn seemed to calm himself slightly, but he was still rather red in the face, and it was a few minutes before he continued. "Do you have any idea what could have happened to you out there? Absolutely all the creatures on Rawn hate humans! And like it or not, you're human! They'd kill you without a thought! Do you know what lives out there?" Shanara started to answer that she knew better than he did what lived out there, but he cut her off. "No, you proabaly don't do you? There are things out there, trolls and goblins and all other types of monsters! And I told you, did I not, to NOT LEAVE HERE! It's dangerouse! You could have been hurt.... you could have... and I wouldn't have known....." his voice softened slightly. "You know it's only because I care."
He sighed tiredly. "Why on earth would you want to go out there anway? And be truthful with me child." Shanara just sat for a moment, feeling guilty for betraying her fathers trust. "I.... oh father it's so.... I don't like being stuck here in the castle every day! It's boring! And Pat's right you know," she cat the cat a glare. "I didn't get hurt. I'm perfectly capable of takeing care of myself. And the only thing I've ever seen that's even slightly dangerouse was a snake, and that's hardly a problem." she bit her lip slightly at the lie, but she couldn't tell him about Dethrin and Amaris. "Why's it such a big deal?"
Tharn studied his daughter for a moment, and she got the odd feeling he was judging her. Finally he just shook his head and tunrned away to stare out the window upon the icy mountainscape that was his home. "I just worry about you, thats all. I have very little trust for such.... creatures as the ones who inhabit this place. It was in dealing with such things that I got your mother killed. I don't want the same fate to befall you."
Shanara was listening attentively, hopeing he would say something more. In all her thirteen years he had never mentioned her mother more than once or twice, and this bit of information, how ever small, fascinated her. She wanted to know more. She was disapointed.
Tharn lifted his hand in dismissal and said. "Go. I won't punish you this time. But don't let it happen again." she got to her feet and left quickly, not believing her good luck. She had expected nothing less than being locked in her room for a good few months.... or to have to clean the library.... not an enjoyable task.
As she left, Pat walked slowly out of his corner and leaped up to the desk- top and then his accustomed place on Tharn's shoulder. He affectionatly licked his masters face and said, "How about that nap eh? I was looking forward to it.... honestly, keeping me up all night to read books..." he scoffed indignantly and looked straight into Tharn's eyes as if to say, How could anyone dare to do such a thing to me?! and Tharn laughed heartily. "Allright old friend. If you wish. And don't worry, never again. We're getting to old for this...." he sighed and Pat ruffed up his fur. "Old? Me? Ha! hardly." but he couldn't help but silently agree. Tharn was right of course, as always.
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For the next long while, Shanara tried her hardest to behave and not do anything to agitate her father, though for her, this was extremely hard. She even meekly refrained from going to visit Dethrin and Amaris, though she would have greatly like to. Instead she kept as quiet as was possible and spent most of her time in the library reading, and on occasion just sitting and thinking. She had a lot to think about. What ever Tharn's ailment was, it seemed to her that it was getting worse, and it wasn't long till she confined him to his bed.
"Honestly child, there's nothing wrong with me. Just a bit tired, thats all." he'd protested, but she'd remained firm and wouldn't let him up, and he was secretly greatful, though he made a poit to put up a major fuss. Pat too was greatful. The always lazy cat was more than happy to except an excuse to spend all day sleeping, for without Tharn he could hardly do any work. What with this and her determinedness to not wrong her father again, she almost forgot about Dethrin and Amaris, and the two centaurs had began to worry about her, thinking that perhaps something had happened to her, but Shanara was obliviouse.
The pair stood, staring up at the great mountain in wonder. Amaris would have eagerly just charged in and demand she be alowed to see her friend, but Dethrin had stomped on that idea, literaly. "For all we know there isn't a thing wrong and she's just buisy. That's it. She's buisy." but all the same they couldn't help but wonder.
" I hope your wright Deth." Amaris said, turning away. Dethrin snorted. "Oh, what could possibly happen to her up there? Unless the goblins had a sudden streak of intelligence and bravery, I fail to see anything that could be wrong." Amaris gave him a how could you be so thick look and said, "Remember, she said her father was ill. What if he's died and she needs us?" she glared at her brother sharply, but he just shrugged. "I highly doubt it. He's a wizard, he can manage. I tell you, they're just caught up in whaterver work it is that they do." he turned and galloped off, and with one last look and a sigh, Amaris followed him.
