The sky was clear the next morning, and two figures lay sleeping on the ground. When a sudden movement woke them from the trees. Meggie and Farid flew right up. Farid got up slowly and walked towards the bush. When a fairy, bright red popped out towards him. And a man, Woodleg, came out of the bush right out after her.
"Filthy little son of a….."
Woodleg looked up at Farid and Meggie. Bewildered, he picked up his cane, which he must've carved before, and walked towards them.
"Hope I'm not disturbing a good night." He gave a little giggle as did Firewing.
"No actually, we were just getting up." Explained Farid.
The two stared at each other for some time, when Meggie finally broke the silence.
"And who are you?" She asked.
"I'm, Woodleg, Fire-eater, husband of Consoila and father of Dustfinger, Fire-eater."
As soon as Farid heard Dustfinger's name, he looked straight at Meggie. Woodleg, father of Dustfinger. How was this possible? Fenoglio never said anything about a father, nor did he say anything about a Woodleg or a Firewing.
"Did you just say, father of Dustfinger?" Farid asked trying to run that sentence down his head.
"Of course, the great fire-eater! I've never seen him for many years. Don't really know where is off to. Could be dead for all I know.
After Meggie and Farid heard this sentence, they couldn't believe it. That Dustfinger's father wouldn't even care if his own son was dead.
"Well don't you care if he is dead or not?" Asked Meggie.
"It was just a guess, I mean no one knows." Woodleg explained.
"Well it was a pretty good guess!" Said Farid, shedding a tear.
For a moment, Woodleg looked at him in bewilderment, but he soon enough got what Farid was getting at.
"What do you mean, he's.. he's.. dead?" Asked Woodleg.
No one answered for a moment.
"ANSWER ME GOD DAMMIT!" Cursed Woodleg, shedding a few tears also.
"You heard me! He's dead, gone, taken away from us." Said Farid trying to not to shed a tear.
Woodleg soon let out a huge shout, a shout of fear, cry and loss. He clenched his fist, and soon enough, it was in flames. He threw his fist in the air, and punched the ground furiously, and left a huge punch mark, fire setting to the grass.
Meggie stood back watching the flames licking the tips of the grass. She to was shedding tears of sorrow. Mo came rushing over from the tents.
"What the hell happened here?" Mo asked staring at Woodleg.
"And who is this guy?" Woodleg looked staring back at him.
"I'm Mo Folchart." He explained.
"And you?" Mo asked looking now at Meggie who was being held by Farid.
"I'm Woodleg, fire-eater, husband of Consoila, and father of Dustfinger, fire-eater."
Mo, Meggie and Farid could tell that Woodleg flinched a bit when he said his son's name.
"Oh, I see. And I assume my daughter, Meggie, and our friend, Farid, have told you about Dustfinger, and what happened to him?" He asked, looking down at the two.
"Of course they did. Now I want to know how he died, and who is cause of his death." Woodleg explained, yelling.
Meggie looked at Farid who was looking down at his feet. His face was stone cold and as pale has the White Women who took Dustfinger.
"Well, I can tell you that he died, only to save someone else's life." Mo began.
"To save someone else, and might I ask who?" Woodleg asked.
Mo looked right at Farid, and Woodleg got the message.
"You stupid pig, you're the reason why my son is dead!" He yelled.
"It wasn't his fault! Dustfinger chose to give his life to the White Women." Yelled Mo.
Meggie has never heard him yell to anyone like that before. Especially for someone he read out of a story.
Woodleg made a fist, and burning red fire covered his whole hand. He ran towards Farid, wobbling with his wooden leg, leaving his cane on the ground. He punched Farid straight in the chest, leaving a whole in his clothes. He let out a huge growl of pain, falling to the floor.
"NO!" Meggie yelled running towards him.
She put her arms around him, rubbing his hands. Now she was shedding tears like crazy. And soon enough, Fenoglio, Orpheus and Resa were standing by. By time Mo sat down beside Farid checking if he was alright, Woodleg ran back into the Wayless Wood, with Firewing by his side.