Chapter 2

She was just being friendly. All Rainwings look like that. She didn't seem that interested, well maybe a little curious, but I'm sure it was professional curiosity. These thoughts wracked Lightseer's brain as he went to collect his little brother from the gleeful cheering of the other Rainwings. He was surprised to see a couple other Nightwings, a little younger than Starcatcher, enjoying the contraption, well, more analysing the contraption than using it but they still seemed to be enjoying their time.

"Lightseer!" An ecstatic voice emerged from the bundle of dragons, not that it was particularly difficult to spot the three pitch black dragons amongst the rainbow of their contemporaries, although, there were a couple of Rainwings interacting with one of the two young female Nightwings and endeavouring to mimic her patterned scales - and were succeeding rather impressively. The brown-eyed dragonet launched himself affectionately at the larger Nightwing, wrapping his talons around his neck, nuzzling him, his back claws scraping gently against his chest trying to find grip in his position.

"Come on, remove yourself!" Lightseer complained unconvincingly, raising himself to try and counter the extra weight on his front. The dragonet dropped less than gracefully from his position and looked up endearingly at his guardian. "How was it?"

"It was ok… It was nice to have other Nightwings to play with…" Lightseer held back a grumble of dissatisfaction, at least his scales didn't let on everything he thought or felt he thought.

"Hm, what about Pacay? Did you guys play together? We're going to meet up with him and his mum this afternoon, won't that be nice?" He smiled down at the quizzical looking Nightwing.

"He's… ok. Why are we meeting up? Haven't you got anything to teach that I can sit in and watch?" Another mistake he'd made, he really didn't help with his self-reliance.

"Good, and because they've kindly invited us to."

"Well, what are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Do I have to come?"

"Yes."

"Can't I…"

"No, You can't! Come on, let's grab some lunch before I fill that mouth with bananas just to get you to stop talking." But secretly, he was similarly anxious about the upcoming socialisation. What were they going to do? Just talk and stuff? What do normal Rainwings talk about? Sleeping… Eating? All I talk to Queen Glory about is how the classes are going and if I had any new requests like the forthcoming aqueduct. Maybe she just expects me to drop off Starcatcher and then go, yes that makes more sense. They made it back to their meager hut where a nest of reeds and dried foliage marked their sleeping arrangements, towards the back of the abode. To the right was a small wicker basket which held a number of ripe in-season fruits; Green and yellow speckled Papayas alongside the odd yellow-y green banana. Fruit went down well with both Nightwings, but not all the tribe handled the transition with favour, or engaged in the transition at all, although the more carnivorous had to be careful to avoid the Queen's prized Sloths.

"Lightseer…?" After the larger Nightwing gulped down a couple overly-juicy Papayas, which resulted in a number of channels of liquid making their way down his chest, turned to the dragonet. "Do we have to like the Rainwings? Preystalker said that his daddy said we shouldn't be too nice to them because it will make us seem weak." He bit his banana in half and then quickly munched the rest of it, evidently enjoying it and not realising the deeper issues he'd revealed in the younger Nightwings influencers.

"Mm, did he?" Lightseer grumbled, blowing out a small gust of hot air from his nostrils unsatisfactorily. "Well, what do you think of the Rainwings? Are you bothered by what he said?"

"Um…" Two questions at once, come on Lightseer. "They're nice I guess, they forget a lot. Like when Preystalker calls them names they get upset and run off or go all invisible but, like, they'll come back later and want to play again."

"Mm, I'm not sure I like you hanging around this Preystalker…" But Starcatcher wasn't paying much attention as he went to pick and munch another ripe banana. He could feel the humidity increasing, it was an interesting comparison, the rainforest and the volcano. The heat from lava and magmatic rock was dry and sharp, whereas the heat in the rainforest was enveloping, even if it was cooler here it was occasionally staggering how stuffy it became. Lightseer was unsure which he preferred sometimes.

The official decree was that the Rainwings, including Queen Glory herself, must get at least an hour of Sun Time each day. So they meandered around the hut for a while after finishing up lunch. Lightseer flew up and began patching up the roof where leaves had let blades of sunlight stream through into their living space. Starcatcher darted between several activities, grabbing a scroll his older brother was reading on-and-off about tribal legends and abilities. He liked to read about the past abilities of Nightwings but Lightseer's reasons were more personal, there was nothing mentioned about his Lightvision and his overseers repeatedly told him he was a unique gift to the Nightwing tribe "Borne for salvation of our tribe!" He really wanted to talk to someone about it. He hadn't even mentioned to it his adopted brother. His hopes lay on Starflight, the Nightwing Dragonet of Destiny. Surely he's probably the wisest Nightwing, living in a library and all, although that's what he'd heard anyway, and even Queen Glory had off-hand mentioned his… Studiousness, before and after the prophecy-that-wasn't-a-prophecy. He'd never met the Nightwing but he knew, he knew he could trust him with his secret, his past.

A gust of wind and shuffle of wings drew him back out of his mind into the land of the living, a male Rainwing, a guard of Queen Glory's faced him.

"The queen has requested your presence this evening." This wasn't a startling occurrence, but not regular enough to not trigger Lightseer's anxiety a tad.

"Then she shall have it." Turning to the grumpy looking dragonet to his side, Starcatcher knew he couldn't attend with his brother. "I'm sure it won't take long Starcatcher. I'm sure she's just wondering what progress we've made on the aquaduct…"

"But you went last week!" He protested, and something in his sentence caught one of Lightseer's nerves. She had requested his presence last week, regarding the progress of his school and drawings, it wasn't like her to want an update so soon. He patted the young dragonet on the head and smiled caringly but didn't say a word in fear his own anxiousness may be read in the lilt of his voice. He could fake a smile, but his voice usually ended up being the identifier of his feelings at that moment. Still, better than fluorescing scales.

"So, shall we go and find Sunny and Pacay?" His little brother screwed his face up in response but relented.

"OK." He decided not to tackle him this very second and took off into the air with his brother a wingbeat behind. They climbed slowly, partially because of the obstacles Lightseer had to avoid, being the larger dragon, and partially to enjoy the colourful greens and reds and yellows that blurred around them into a symphony of colour and expression. He agreed to himself that if he could get his scales to mimic any environment then this would definitely be where he chose to live.

"Where are we going?" Starcatcher managed to sidle under Lightseer's wing now that they were gliding above the rainforest canopy.

"The Sun bathing platforms… I believe, then I guess we just look out for them, maybe see if you can spot Pacay." They swooped along the tops of the trees, Lightseer watching his shadow below him as it raised and fell instantaneously with the tree line, skirting over snoozing dragons and tall branches alike.

"There!" The young Nightwing exclaimed excitedly. Turning things into a challenge was always an innovative way of getting him excited for something. They curled round, spotting a larger dozing Rainwing alongside a not so dozy younger Rainwing which was using its tail to pull down on the vines surrounding their small platform. Lightseer's wings stretched outward for a second leaving him to flap and hover in mid air debating waking the peacefully sleeping dragon but to his dismay his little brother did not mimic his actions and barrelled ahead to say hello to the previously friendly dragonet. His flapping caused the older dragon to stir awake, her sky blue scaley coat shifting between different infinite shades of blue as she sleepily spotted the young Nightwing landing beside her. Her eyes opened wider as she looked around a little more before resting her gaze on Lightseer, allowing her scales to merge into a more complex pattern of blue gold and a hint of pink in spots around her wings. Lightseer realised he was studying her, a bad habit of his, especially when they were looking at you, and quickly continued his glide down to the petit wooden platform. His size forced the younger dragonets onto the branches of the tree next to them, if they were to continue their chatting and playing, which to Lightseer's relief they did - even if Starcatcher did keep turning back, almost beggingly almost every couple of minutes.

"Nice of you to drop by, I began to wonder if you would." Her neck was twisted back slightly awkwardly as Lightseer sat upright in his position so as not to impose upon her person space. Lightseer didn't know what to do, but thankfully the Rainwing rolled onto her side, her legs limply fell towards the floor and her tail curled round instinctively. The sharper colourful scales fell into a softer, tighter pattern down her chest and belly but they were equally complicated with blue and gold rippling through them. "These platforms are kind of meant for lying on." She smiled. "Do Nightwings not do much sun time?" He felt impelled to follow suit and turned, then turned again, lying on his front beside the Rainwing causing her to return to her earlier position as she could now look at her conversation partner more easily.

"Sorry, sorry, I don't want to intrude, I'm happy just dropping little Starcatcher off." She frowned at his insinuation and he realised in that second that his conclusion was maybe wrong, that she may genuinely have wanted his company. He quickly stuttered back to answering her question.

"No, not really, although I have read that sleeping in the day is something we used to have in common as tribes back..." He caught himself before going into his usual ramble of information and scrolls. She just stared back, then checked back at Pacay who was introducing Starcatcher to a friendly, if rather shy, sloth. Although both looked similarly timid, I guess the sloths aren't used to the black dragons yet.

"I think we used to be mostly nocturnal, weirdly." Her gaze fell back on him before she rested her head back on her talons and started closing her eyes. Wow, you bored her to sleep in two minutes Lightseer, well done. Really, what an achievement. Wait, you should ask her a question… What do you ask a Rainwing… His heart pounded as the Rainwing's eyes flickered open again.

"So what did you do before… I mean before…"

"Before what?" Lightseer found himself cocking his head.

"You know, before you, arrived here, welcomed of course. I mean I never actually got to see the volcano home you had before, I mean I bet it was… warm?" She tailed off, flecks of green and rosy pink drifted through her jaw and down her raised neck.

"Oh, yeah you could say that. But the smog and the ash kinda detracted from the heat really. Oh and the very real fear of being caught in an eruption. That, that was a negative too." He tensed unconsciously with his wings strutted upwards even though he was trying to sound and seem light-hearted about it. It was a nightmare every Nightwing shared, many still to this day, even those like him who were off contenant when it happened, but it wasn't his most prevalent nightmare.

"What did you do before, if you don't mind me asking, if it's an awkward question don't…"

"No, it's fine, you can ask, just, only if you're ok with what the answer might be..." Her scales changed to a duller shade of there original beauty and a fair amount of the calming blue was replaced with swirling brown and green. Idiot, what are you saying?

"No, I mean, I wasn't part of anything that happened…" liar. "I was a scout before! I travelled a lot, I was quite lucky really." He mumbled anxiously, fearing she had him branded as a Rainwing kidnapper or tormentor. A spy is a kind of scout anyway. But her scales relaxed back into their previous pattern and he found himself hoping that wasn't simply out of self-control but genuine contentment.

"Oo, that sounds exciting."

"It was interesting, sometimes a little daunting, sometimes a little dangerous." Images of rough ocean waves and lightning flashed through his mind forcing an involuntary shiver through his body. She shuffled herself around a little bit so that she faced the Nightwing barely a talon away from his snout, before resting her head on her folded talons, looking up intently and excitedly. Pink began emanating from the edges of her wings and traveled along the ridges on her back and shoulders. She spotted him tracing the emerging pattern with his eyes and suddenly it disappeared leaving Lightseer a little embarrassed, but he pretended not to notice.

"Go on then, tell me a grand tale of the Nightwing scout Lightseer!" She mocked in a grandiose manner.

"Hey, I don't know anything about you yet? Plus I might have to kill you if I tell you any more." He said nonchalantly before grinning at her mischievously but she only looked at him puzzled.

"I'm joking..." He found her new nervousness almost oddly reassuring, it gave him enough of a boost of confidence to feel like he could relax his aching wings he was now conscious of.

"You're not like most Nightwings…" She said matter-of-factly.

"Do… I take that as a compliment?"

"I'd say so, I've never met anyone of your kind so…"

"Repugnant?" Lightseer joked in a self deprecating manner.

"No!" She frowned. "So… Open." He didn't really know how to respond to this. Was he open? Was he too open. Shouldn't he have even insinuated he scouted out the various kingdoms beforehand? His thoughts began spiraling into self doubt while she seemed to study his worried expression.

"It's a compliment, lighten up." She unfolded one of her wings and gently nudged his side affectionately which instantly stopped his mind in its tracks.

"Oh, right, about me… Let's see. Well proud momma as you can see." She gestured her wing towards the two dragonets who were a few trees away now, picking unripe, dark green fruit which they then flung somewhere out of eye-sight, hopefully not at another dragon.

"Uhh, been in the rainforest my whole life. Umm…" She began to trail off, her eye line falling towards the wooden flooring. Lightseer found himself repeating - As nice as she is… what do you ask a Rainwing?

"Oh, I do paintings, I mean only occasionally, but, I mean I like to paint…" She trailed off, a tone of possible inadequacy in her voice.

"Really? I'd love to be able to paint! I mean even sketching I'm abismal at." Lightseer admitted rueful.

"We're going to go play down the stream!" A bright pink and gold Rainwing landed on the platform, directing his attention to his mother. She turned to me as Starcatcher joined him, stumbling a couple steps before stopping. She stared for a little longer at Lightseer and he only stared back looking befuddled, her gaze was matched with both the dragonets now.

"Is that ok?" She finally asked.

"Oh, yes, yes go for it. But, yeah, be careful." Cautious parent, carefree parent, cautious parent, carefree parent… which one?

"Yay!" The Rainwing hopped up and down before grabbing the talons of his younger Nightwing friend who, lone and behold, produced a smile, leaping off the balcony in tandem.

"I've… Never seen him so… happy." Lightseer mumbled to himself. He realised he felt something knew here, trust.

"So, any tales from the great scout Lightseer?" She evidently was fixated on this idea of travels and it was understandable. These Rainwings likely had never ventured out of the forest and quite a number of the scrolls he found already in the Rainwing kingdom were discarded Seawing scrolls from Queen Coral herself which described heroic battles and great adventures. Neither of which he was a part of, guilt etched through his scales around his chest, constricting his lungs for a fraction of a second as he forced himself to relax. There was so much he wasn't proud of, the Nightwings didn't deserve Queen Glory's mercy, himself certainly included.

"Oh, no. No grand tales, I mean. I guess the Mudwing Kingdom was an interesting one, I was in that area for a few weeks… No you don't want to hear about it, it was dull." He shook his head dismissively.

"Can't I decide that for myself?" She smiled disarmingly. He stared back into her curious eyes, hints of blue and green staring back at him.

"Well ok, it wasn't too much of a journey, taking the tunnels apparently everyone knows about now." The Rainwing slowly let her head rest upon her talons again but watched Lightseer intently. "You start to lose the ability to tell whether it's night or day when you're stuck under a blanket of volcanic ash clouds constantly so when I arrived it was bright daylight - not great for incognito… scouting. But I pushed on, into the muddy land, mind you this was my second patrol there so I knew the area pretty well and I was slightly perturbed by the quietness." He found his eyes defocusing and his mind recreating the battlefield below, occasional flashes of white and silver amongst the reddened bogs below, but totally devoid of life. "I circled round the west of the Mud Kingdoms Territory trying to work out what was going on but still nothing, no patrols, no practicing, no whatever they call them, sub… sibs, like groups of five or six of them, doesn't matter. When I started around the inner northern edge of their territory that's when I spotted it. The horizon wasn't the beautiful deep blue it was overhead, it was white, blindingly white. I knew I needed to head south as soon as possible but as I turned - there the other horizon was muddy brown. I was right in the middle of what was going to be a great battle and let me tell you, the Icewings were never great fans of Nightwings and we Nightwings tend to stick out in any environment in the day-time." He stopped. Breathed. And looked back at the curious expression of the Female Rainwing, he noticed her tail, swishing one way, then the next out of anticipation.

"So… What did you do?" She asked impatiently, creating an unusually large smile to appear on the Nightwing's face.

"Well I don't have the benefit of natural camouflage so I had to improvise. I dived down, down into the bog, it was awful, I'll tell you that much. Hurriedly I looked around for a reed or something…"

"Why?" Summer cocked her head but Darkseer just raised a talon to her.

"I looked for a reed or hollow stick, which I found and then waded through the sticky monstrosity until it was deep enough to completely submerge me. I stuck the reed in my mouth and then lay there just as the two dragon armies clashed overhead." Lightseer blew some air through his nostrils as he began playing with some ferns that poked through the wooden platform.

"... And then what?" Catching his attention. "What happened? How long were you there for?" She hurried.

"Oh, you know what, I'm not sure, it was oddly relaxing being submerged in the warm gooey muck, well until I got landed on that is."

"You were landed on?"

"Yeah, it was heavy and chilly so I assumed it was an expired Icewing but… well safe to say it wasn't an Icewing and I was thoroughly convinced to never cross one in the future, to avoid being made into a dragon-cicle myself. Made me breath in a whole lung full of mud too." Her scales were a mix now of yellow excitement but also a mix of shades of pale and dark greens causing Lightseer to question his conditioning of said horrors.

"Needless to say it took half the night to wash my scales off, no clue why Mudwings love it so much, that's the truth." The visible sky had transformed from a light sky blue to startling orange as the sun was creeping down the skyline. A flapping of wings caught both the dragon's attentions as the two dragonets clumsily dropped onto the platform, mud dried into several crevices of their skin, smiling from ear to ear.

"Enjoy yourselves?" Summer asked knowingly.

"Yes momma, we played by the river, and then Starcatcher showed me around the Nightwing camp which was cool and then…" He babbled on and Lightseer looked toward Starcatcher with a slight frown but he wasn't looking and Summer seemed unconcerned - a lot of Nightwings were odd about boundaries.

"Starcatcher, do you mind if I leave you here while I go to give Queen glory our latest report? I won't be a few minutes." Lightseer whispered under Pacay's excited jabbering. His younger brother looked at him unsure, his talons unconsciously folding under one another.

"O-OK…" He stuttered

"Good boy" He stood up and wrapped his wing around him affectionately encasing the small Nightwing before saying his farewells - Summer seemed more than happy to look after Starcatcher, even gratified possibly.

"I won't be long, I promise." He repeated before exiting the platform and flying back towards the Queens abode where a couple Rainwing's stood guard along with a singular Nightwing.

"Deathbringer, how's slaver… I mean how's life going?" He landed gracefully on the bridge that ever so slightly swung due to his weight. The younger Nightwing smiled in response.

"Hey I only swapped one form for another, and I have to say this one…" He paused, looking back towards the net that obscured the entrance to Queen Glory's quarters. "Has its perks." Well if you are going to undermine and betray your own tribe, it may as well be for love of all reasons…

"I believe Queen Glory wanted to see me?" His face suddenly dropped from his usual irritating smirk, which gave Lightseer a crawling feeling under his scales.

"OK, come in, I think you're going to want to sit down for this…" He said solemnly, pushing the net of vines out of the way, gesturing Lightseer through into the large room made mostly from wood and bark found on the nearby trees. Dark green leaves lined the majority of the roof leaving a center circle free and open to the sky which seemed odd to Lightseer. At the back of the room was a grievous looking Glory looking through an old Nightwing scroll. Lightseer could just make out the title as 'Nightwing Legends…'

"Lightseer, your highness." Deathbringer announced, bowing respectfully. She lifted her head and emitted a small smile as she saw the two Nightwings, but all Lightseer was wondering was how many Rainwing's were actually in this room.

"Thank you, please stay, I'm not really sure what to make of this news… I plan on gathering all the Nightwings tonight but… what can I tell them?" Her scales didn't change but her face and voice said enough. There was silence, Lightseer could feel his heartbeat drumming louder and louder through his chest, his mind rushing, trying to predict what she was going to say.

"Apparently… A character known as Darkstalker has been released, near Jade Mountain, and is on his way here… I'd never heard of him. But reading this…" She gestured to the scroll in front of her. "And Deathbringer's initial reaction…" Deathbringer shrugged. "I'm assuming this is not going to be good." She looked up into Lightseer's petrified eyes, he gulped.

"It can't be… It can't be the actual Darkstalker… Can it? Surely not..." He turned to look at his Nightwing brother in arms but his face had dropped more, fear and horror emanating as he slowly nodded up and down.

"Oh three moons… He's going to kill us all…" Images of a crushingly large monster one could never see but knew was lurking in the shadows, ready to kill and maim without remorse.

"Well apparently he's here to talk, he's expressed a desire to get 'reacquainted with his former tribe'." Glory looked troubled but perhaps not as troubled as the two Nightwings. "He will be leaving tomorrow morning, or so Sunny said while dreamvisiting me. I want all the Nightwing's, no, in fact I want everyone gathered together tomorrow morning - we need to be ready… For anything. You and a handful of others are the only ones who know about this currently and I rather it stayed that way until tomorrow - if you two can get the Nightwing's gathered tomorrow early morning I'll make the announcement then, I'll inform the Rainwing's." Her scales never changed during her speech, strong and determined, both Nightwing's couldn't help but admire her strength even when faced with meeting the physical embodiment of a dragon's worse nightmare. Silence followed for a few seconds as the queen turned away from her two visitors.

"Oh, forgive me your majesty…" Lightseer uttered, causing her ears to swivel slightly, but she didn't turn to him. "Who was the dragon brought in this morning?" Immediately after uttering his question he regretted it as Deathbringer turned to him quickly with a stern look and for a split second Lightseer thought he saw a flash of Dark Grey and Purple ripple through his Queen's scales.

"Oh, that, that was Kinkajou… Poor Kinkajou." She maintained her blue and golden regal appearance as she turned back around. "She was attacked… Grr I should never have let her go to Jade Academy." She suddenly looked toward Lightseer, almost like she was surprised he was still there. "You can go now, be with Starcatcher." Her look was back to being strong and confident, for the first time it seemed to Lightseer to be a mask, she was worried. He turned, gave Deathbringer a nod before exiting through the vines, the air was cooler now since when he had entered the hut, the moons becoming slowly more and more visible. He looked back towards where he had left Starcatcher with Summer, he was anxious but felt an unusual pull towards the infirmary. He thought for a few seconds before lifting himself quickly and silently above the canopy where he blended in with the increasingly starry sky perfectly. Landing on the decking outside the small infirmary he was surprised to see flickering light within the leafy hut and a Rainwing medic still awake looking over a bed. He entered the front door surprising the Rainwing for a brief second.

"Dear me, don't do that! Silent Nightwings…" She grumbled.

"Sorry, I just wondered. Well Just wondered how Kinkajou was." He knew her from being told she was going to the Academy and heard she frequently met with the queen, but not personally. The Rainwing only hummed sadly in response. Turning toward the leafy bed he saw a bright white Rainwing, the stark colour was hard to take in and nothing he had ever seen before. He stepped towards her, cocking his head unconsciously and curiously. Looking up and down her still body. Without the slow rhythmic movement of her chest he would have assumed the worse.

"Is.. Is that normal?" He gestured to her body.

"It implies pain, shock, who could do this to a child… I've never seen it like this before… I… I don't even know if she will recover..." Flashes of red and orange flare through her face and chest along with dark grey blotches becoming visible on her tail. She turned away to a case with what looked like multiple pestels categorised on three different shelves and she began changing their positions. He watched her for a second before turning back towards the unconscious dragonet.

Engaging his vision he could see with much more clarity the extent of the pain she must be in. There were sparks of red and orange emerging from her head which indicated at least she was still alive but encasing that was dark dark black encasing her skull down to her jawline. Down her spine were a multitude of more black blotches, possibly fractures, bruising, he couldn't tell. Either way the usual glowing life energy that would normally be swirling around a dragon's being was all but absent.

"Oh Kinkajou…" With that faint utterance he noticed a small change in the pattern of energy in her mind, surprising Lightseer. He quickly switched back to his normal vision and looked towards the medic who was still engrossed.

"Queen Glory mentioned you went to the Academy, that must have been fun?" He returned to his Auaravision and noticed that certain words seemed to just change the pattern in the swirling of black and orange and red. Glory. Academy.

"I imagined you made a lot of friends…" There it was again. It was a basic response, but, but she was responding - she was still there. "I'd love to go there one day… Maybe next year." He whispered to himself, blinking and turning to the Rainwing medic.

"I think she'll be ok." He smiled warmly as she placed a jar of green looking powder back on the wooden shelf and turned back to him.

"Mm, I wish I had your confidence." She smiled meekly in response.

"I know she will." He turned away and plodded back out of the facility.

"Feel free to visit any time." She waved off the Nightwing who vanished immediately into the dark green surroundings, the only indication of his presence being the flapping sound as he flew upwards and away. To Lightseer's delight Starcatcher was still smiling when he arrived to pick him up, although he didn't hide the fact that his smile enlarged at the sight of his larger guardian.

"Lightseer!" He grappled onto his front, wrapping his talons around his neck.

"Thanks so much for looking out for him." Lightseer's smile faltered slightly as his mind raced back through his discussion and his observing the broken Rainwing dragonet.

"Anytime, he's a delight." She smiled genuinely before yawning loudly.

"Bedtime I think Pacay." And with that they departed shortly before the two Nightwings also took their leave towards the Nightwing village. Images of a monster continued to reemerge in Lightseer's brain, crushing the giant Oaks, crushing the meager huts of the Nightwing tribe that trapped him all those thousands of years ago. Did he do that to Kinkajou, surely not if Glory was allowing him to come here. What does he want?