26: The Rez
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Returning to the tipi and getting ready for bed, Judy notices the questioning look that Nick is giving her so with drooping ears and, while looking dejectedly at the floor, she begins her explanation without a prompt.
Taking a deep breath, she begins her tale "Ok, to make good on my promise from earlier … after my … umm … encounter with Johnny, I made sure to include some varying forms of self defense in my martial arts training for when I went into the police academy. Among other things, I made sure to include basic and advanced paw-to-paw combat with weapons, especially knives, just in case something like that ever happened to me again, and I've been carrying a karambit ever since… I'm not proud of the fact that I intentionally didn't tell you about it, but … there it is. I-I'm sorry…"
Slowly reaching across the space that separated them, Nick put a finger under his wife's chin and gently lifted her head until their eyes met.
"Fluff ... Judy ... love of my life, I understand. I would have understood at any point in time after you told me about Johnny. Am I angry? Not a chance. A touch disappointed maybe, but then again, I think I understand your reluctance."
"Really? You're not angry? If you want, I'll stop carrying the karambit-"
"No" interrupted Nick "by all means please continue to carry it. A mammal never knows when something like that will come in handy, especially for bunnies and other small prey mammals. Maybe you can even think about teaching classes in self-defense when we get back to Bunnyburrow.'
"Y-you really think so?"
"Sure, why not? Just another way to help make the world a better place. Just because you never got to be a cop, doesn't mean you have to stop trying…"
"Nick" she chokes out through happy tears "-thank you. And … get those clothes off, it's our second honeymoon after all…."
…
As Nick slowly wakens to the delightful smell of sausage, eggs and coffee being cooked the next morning, he opens his eyes to his beautiful wife, dressed in … ?
"Good morning husband" Judy cheerfully greets him "I hope you slept well. Breakfast is almost ready. Please dress and join me."
Recalling the speech mannerisms from the conversations from the previous day, Nick quickly adapts to the situation.
"Good morning wife, you are exceptionally lovely today. Are my clothes at paw?"
Smiling at her fox "Thank you for the complement husband. Yes, they are there" she says, indicating small pile of clothing just beside the pallet.
"The leggings and loinclout were gifted to you by Sees Far, some of his old things, while my regalia was gifted to me by Stands With A fist. She told me that she has quite a few sets that were made for her by Black Shawl when she first got married to Sees Far."
While Nicks leggings and loinclout were of a plain, earthy brown color, Judy's long-sleeved sundress type garment was a light tan and was adorned with colorful paw sewn cloth flowers. Both sets of regalia were accompanied with the knives that had been gifted to them the previous day. Nick's blade was to be worn on his right hip (being right pawed) while Judy's was worn at the small of her back as prescribed by Lakota custom. Her karambit was carried in a small carry-all pouch within easy reach of her right paw.
"So, this is going to be what we're gonna be wearin' while we're here?"
"Not necessarily. We, Yvonne and I, thought it would be nice to get in the spirit for at least today, maybe longer if we want to?"
Knowing that it would make Judy happy, and deciding 'what the hell, it couldn't hurt, for at least one day' Nick conceded "Sure, why not. Might be fun."
"Thanks Nick, you won't be sorry, I promise."
"No problem Fluff. Now, let's eat, I'm starving."
…
Just as our pair were finished eating and were cleaning the dishes, their attention was called to the front of the tipi by a scratching sound. Curious, Nick opened the flap, and was greeted by Michael and Yvonne.
"Well, umm, enter? Come in?"
"Hi" (pronounced 'hee') is the proper Lakota word if you wish to use it" instructs Michael as he and Yvonne enter. "It means come."
"You probably weren't aware, but scratching the outside of the tipi would be the same as knocking or ringing a doorbell back in Zootopia" continued Michael.
"Makes sense I guess" returned Nick. "I see you two are dressed out as well today!"
"Yes" said Yvonne as she entered into the conversation "we figured you two would be less uncomfortable if some of us dressed in our regalia when we show you around. Fewer odd looks from the locals that way."
Remembering a greeting from yesterday, Nick properly greeted Michael "Hau kola" and was greeted likewise, along with the traditional pawshake.
Following Michael and Yvonne into the tipi is the rest of the Zootopia crowd.
"I see you four are just gonna be tourists, huh?" remarks Nick, seeing the four dressed in normal street clothes.
"Yea" says Skye "you guys are the guests of honor while we're just tagalongs, remember?
"So" asks Nick addressing either Michael or Yvonne "what's on the agenda for today?"
"Sees Far and I will be giving you a tour of Pines Ridge, and possibly the memorial at Wounded Knee if we have the time." answers Yvonne. "Grandfather said it would be best if you got a feel for the village and surrounding area before anything else.
"All right then" says Judy "let's get a move on. I wanna see the entire place … if that's ok…"
"Are we walking, taking a car … what?" asks Nick.
"We will walk to most of the places today, but later we will drive to the memorial at Wounded Knee...time permitting." concludes Sees Far.
…
Heading out towards the downtown area of Pines Ridge on foot, everyone is still in awe of the seeming hopelessness that mammals have been forced to live with for generations.
Keeping one eye on Nick, Judy can't help but notice that the wheels in his head are turning, that he's taking in everything that he's seeing and actually formulating a plan of some sort. Saying nothing for the time being, Judy's attention returns to Yvonne as she halts the group in front of a seemingly rundown building.
Entering the building, the entire group is amazed to see young mammals of varying species, both pred and prey alike, busy learning beadwork and other crafts. From the very young (four and five-year old's), who are helping keep the older children supplied with items, to the adolescents (who seem to be doing the majority of the work), to the teens, who are overseeing the various projects.
"Híŋhaŋni wašté" says Yvonne to the children.
"Híŋhaŋni wašté, Naji kici Wa nape!"" says everyone happily in return. (Híŋhaŋni wašté Naji kici Wa nape = Good morning Stands With A Fist)
"Here you see the some of the skills that the young are being taught" explains Yvonne, showing everyone around the busy area. "The beads, furpipe, and other baubles are being supplied by the young, while the actual knife scabbards, bags, shirts and other items are being completed by the older children, and of course they are all being supervised by the juveniles. When not running and getting supplies, the young watch to see how to do the actual beadwork when they get old enough to actually work on things. This teaches not only the skills to all, but good work ethics and responsibilities as well."
"Other than making things for tribal members, do you have an outlet for the items that they make here?" asks Nick.
"Sadly, no" answers Yvonne. "We have tried several times to get someone in Zootopia to purchase these items, but there doesn't seem to be any interest in them."
"Nick?" asks Judy hesitantly, knowing that Nick has something on his mind…
"Stands With A Fist" says Nick continuing with his train of thought, and addressing her properly with so many young eyes and ears knowingly focused on them "I would like to speak with Grandfather in a few days' time if he doesn't mind. I have an idea or two I would like to share with him."
"I'm certain that that can be arranged" says Yvonne "I will speak with him later. In the meantime, please look around and ask any questions that you may have. I'm sure you will get answers to your many questions."
Wandering around and asking a variety of questions to several of the children, the group is surprised to find that there is one common theme besides the lack of sales for the items that are being made. And that is a lack of some materials, such as the different sizes of glass beads and the artificial 'gut' that's used to string everything together. The shortage of materials is caused, quite naturally, by a lack of money and/or items to trade for said items.
Nick and Judy also note that all of the children have an excellent grasp of the Zootopian (English) language as well as being naturally well versed in Lakota, as would be expected.
Looking at Nick and the expression on his muzzle, Judy finally gets it.
"You're trying to figure out a way to get supplies to these children, ain't you?" she asks.
"Yea, I may have an idea or two, but I need to try and work out a few things in my head before talking to Kicking Bird. Actually, I've got several ideas that I'm working on, something to give these mammals some long-term hope and not a one-shot hand-out that'll just make things worse in the long run. Trust me Fluff, with all of us putting our heads together, we can do a lot of good here. You and I can talk a few things out tonight, then present those ideas to the rest of the group later."
"Whatever you've got in mind, I'm in, you know that, right?"
Forgetting that they have an audience, Nick kisses Judy lightly on the tip of her head "Yea Fluff, I know …" and then anything else is interrupted by the assembled children making a variety of noises. From the 'EWWWWW's!' from the younger ones, to the gasps from the adolescents, to the giggles from the teens, there's a quick halt to the PDA.
"Umm, perhaps now would be a good time to inform you that public displays of affection are discouraged, even from married mammals" whispered Yvonne.
"Sorry … ?" apologized Judy.
"It's ok. I understand, it took me a while to adapt. But please, try to remember that things are different here on the reservation. Hugs are ok, even encouraged, but kissing … not so much"
"We can do that, no problem." replied Nick.
"Umm, not to interrupt, but would it be possible for us to get in on some of this?" asks Tiffany.
"I don't see why not" answers Yvonne "I'll ask Black Shawl just to be sure, ok?"
"That sounds wonderful, please do" answers Skye.
"Now that you've seen how the young ones learn the crafts, shall we go to Wind In His Fur and see how he makes the knives?" asks Michael.
"Absolutely" say Josh and Duane at the same time.
…
Leaving the children and crafts behind, Michael tells the group "Now we are headed back to Wind In His Fur's home. There, you can observe him make the various knives that you were each presented, I'm sure you will be quite amazed. And yes Judy, he will even show you how he naps the obsidian for your knife, as well as arrow heads and spear points."
Arriving at the home of Wind In His Fur, they find him taking a short break.
"Hau CIYE" as Michael greets Wind In His Fur.
"Hau MISU" replies Wind, grasping his 'brother' in a typical Lakota pawshake.
"Ciye, I have brought the visitors back as you requested. They seem quite interested in your knife making skills."
"Hau kola" says Wind as he greets his guests.
"Umm … Hau …-" begins Nick, uncertain how to proceed from there.
"It is ok, I understand that you do no know the Lakota tongue" returns a smiling Wind "I know that the spirit is there, and that you do so in a good way."
"If I may ask" says Judy "we keep hearing the phrase 'in a good way', what exactly does that mean?"
"I guess the best way to describe it" offers Yvonne "is to say that it is done with a good heart … with … good intentions."
As the Zootopia crowd looks back and forth between themselves, Nick answers for them all "Ok, I think I can speak for us all, that we understand. Right guys?"
As a chorus of 'yes' and head nods come from them all, that issue is put to rest.
"As you can see, with my forge, I have to heat the various metals to a temperature hot enough to be able to work them with my hammer" begins Wind.
"What metals do you use?" asks Josh, clearly intrigued.
"Do you see that pile of metal over there?" asks Wind, motioning to a pile of seemingly scrap metal in a corner of the shop.
"You mean these old car springs, and such?" asks Duane.
"That is correct" returns Wind. "Depending on the purpose of the blade, I use different metals and hardening techniques."
Seeing the questioning looks on the visitor's faces, Wind explains "Harder metals, such as the springs, both the coiled and flat ones, hold a better edge after tempering than softer metals. The softer metals can be used to make trinkets when I need a break from knife making."
"And how do you tell the difference in which metals to use?" asks Josh.
"I understand that you work on cars, is this not correct?" asks Wind.
"…Yea…" answers Josh uncertainly.
"Then you should understand how much easier it is to work with softer metals, and how they don't hold their shape very well, while harder metals, such as the springs do. The same is true when making a knife. The quenching, or hardening process is what defines a good blade!"
Blinking, both bucks begin to understand.
"Would you be willing to show us some of the process?" asks a very enthusiastic Duane.
"IF you are truly interested, I would be honored" answers Wind. "But please understand, a few hours instruction will not get you ready to make quality knives."
"I think we understand that" answers Josh "but it will give us a better understanding of the process."
"Then yes, I will be happy yo give you some instruction."
Turning his attention to Judy ""And I will be happy to show you how I nap the obsidian to shape and sharpen a knife as well. And I'm sure that you understand that it takes many years to be able to 'read' a rock to be able to properly nap one."
"Yes, I understand. To see the process will be fascinating. Are there others here who can do this?"
"Yes, there are a few, but the skill seems to be slowly dying off."
"So sad" remarks a mournful Judy "it is a truly remarkable skill."
"And with this we will take our leave" says Michael. "Stay well my brother."
"Safe travels brother. Safe travels to you all."
"Pilamayaye" says Nick in parting, drawing an approving smile from Wind.
"Well done my friend" says Michael.
"So" says Judy "Where are we off to now?"
"Well-" begins Michael, who is interrupted by a breathless young pup named Turtle.
"Sees Far" she manages to get out between gasps "Grandfather wishes you to bring your guests to speak with him before your visit to Wounded Knee."
"And where is Grandfather now?" asks Michael.
"He is at home, with Grandmother" she answers simply.
"Thank you Turtle, you may go now" says Michael releasing the child to go back to her other duties.
Looking at Michael, Yvonne has to ask "Any idea why Grandfather wants us so soon?"
"None" Michael answers simply.
…
Entering his parent's home, Michael announces their presence "Atewaye Ki (ah-day-wah-yea kee =Father)we have arrived."
"Welcome my son, and welcome to your guests. Please be seated. I wish to impart some history of the Wounded Knee to your guests before you visit the sacred site, so they may better understand why it is sacred to the Lakota mammals."
Addressing the Zootopians, Kicking Bird begins:
…
"This is the story of Wounded Knee…'
'In the late 1880s the Paiute shaman Wovoka gave the Zootopian Indigenous mammals of the Great Plains some much needed hope. He taught that the traditional ways of the Native Lakota could return. The spirits of the dead would return, the buffalo would come back and a tidal wave of soil would bury the civilized mammals and restore the prairie. In order to bring these events to pass, dancers needed to dance the Ghost Dance. The dancers would wear brightly colored shirts decorated with eagles and buffalos. The ghost shirts would protect the wearer from the bullets of the soldiers. Sitting Bull encouraged the Ghost Dance religion.'
'By 1890 'civilized' settlers and the Indigenous agents in charge of overseeing the reservation were fearful of the encouraged Native Lakota. General Nelson A. Miles assembled an army of over 5,000 to contain the bands in the area. The government ordered that chiefs were to be arrested. While attempting to arrest Sitting Bull, troops killed the famous Lakota chief.'
'Upon hearing about the death of Sitting Bull, Chief Big Foot and approximately 300 of his band headed south, seeking the protection of the Pines Ridge Reservation. Col. James W. Forsyth and his troops intercepted the group at Wounded Knee Creek. On the morning of December 29, 1890 Big Foot and his warriors were meeting with the Army officers. A shot rang out. The soldiers turned their rifles on the Lakota. From the heights above, rapid-firing Hotchkiss guns were fired at the encampment. As the braves, women and children fled, some into the ravine next to the camp, they were cut down in a cross-fire. Those not suffering that fate were chased by the soldiers and butchered. In all over 153 Lakota males, women and children were massacred, 44 were wounded. Big Foot was among the dead.' By 1890 white settlers and the Indian agents in charge of overseeing the reservation were fearful of the encouraged Native Americans. General Nelson A. Miles assembled an army of over 5,000 to contain the bands in the area. The government ordered that chiefs were to be arrested. While attempting to arrest Sitting Bull, troops killed the famous Lakota chief.
Upon hearing about the death of Sitting Bull, Chief Big Foot and approximately 300 of his band headed south, seeking the protection of the Pine Ridge Reservation. Col. James W. Forsyth and his troops intercepted the group at Wounded Knee Creek. On the morning of December 29, 1890 Big Foot and his warriors were meeting with the Army officers. A shot rang out. The soldiers turned their rifles on the Native Americans. From the heights above, rapid-firing Hotchkiss guns were fired at the encampment. As the men, women and children fled, some into the ravine next to the camp, they were cut down in a cross-fire. Those not suffering that fate were chased by the soldiers and butchered. In all over 153 Sioux men women and children were massacred, 44 were wounded. Big Foot was among the dead.
The massacre effectively ended the Ghost Dance movement and was the last large encounter of the Indian Wars.
Today, 127 years after the tragedy, an organized ride, The Big Foot Memorial Ride takes place following the exact trail taken by Big Foot and his band. The ride has taken place every year since the 100-year anniversary in 1990. At the end of the ride, a ceremony called "wiping away the tears" is held and calls for peace and forgiveness.
'The massacre effectively ended the Ghost Dance movement and was the last large encounter of the Indigenous Wars."
As Nick, Judy and the rest sat in stunned silence, Black Shawl comments "My Grandfather, Ten Bears was among the dead that day. While the village of Wounded Knee is actually no more, a small cemetery stands in mute testament to the murders committed by the Army on that day, and so it is considered sacred ground."
"Ho-how can you bear to look at us, to have us in your home after such atrocities?" asks a horrified Judy.
"Were you among those who committed these acts?" asks Kicking Bird.
"N-no" answers Judy shakily.
"Were any of your relatives directly involved?" asks Black Shawl, addressing the group.
Looking between themselves, the answer is obvious that none were.
"No, to our knowledge, none were" answers Nick.
"Then, how could we hate someone who had no part in what happened so long ago?" asks Kicking bird simply.
"Even though the Inipi and other such ceremonies are protected, the Ghost Dance itself is still outlawed by the Animalian government." adds Michael.
"And you are alright with showing us this sacred site?" ask Skye.
"Of course," answers Black Shawl "it is obvious to all who have come to know you all that you actually care and are not some nosey tourists or something of that sort."
"Then, we would be honored to visit this sacred site" says Judy.
…
Taking two separate vehicles, with the Zootopia crowd in the van and Michael and Yvonne in Michael's pick-up, the relatively short twenty-minute journey over the seemingly desolate countryside is rather somber.
Arriving at the isolated site, all that remains of the once thriving village is a cemetery surrounded by a low chain link fence.
"You may enter if you wish" invites Michael "but please be respectful of the graves."
Walking past grave markers, with a heavy heart but with genuine curiosity, Judy asks "What do the colored ribbons and pieces of cloth represent? I see that there are many but the colors seem to be pretty much the same."
Smiling, Michael explains "The different colors are symbolic to the Lakota, as each color has its own special significance, especially in the medicine wheel. Each spoke in the wheel has a direction and thusly a color and a purpose'
'Red-For many tribes, red symbolizes the east wind, sunrise, birth, spring and beginnings generally. Its symbol is the eagle and its element is the earth.
Yellow is regarded as a symbol of light, the high-noon sun and warmth. The south wind brings heat, and with-it summer anda time of growth.
Black signifies the west wind, autumn and the shadow side, or dream world. For the Lakota, west is home of the Great Thunderbird, Wakinyan Tanka, a mythological figure that guards the Black Hills. The spirits are said to enter the Inipi from this direction.
Finally, we come to the north, the medicine wheel's white quadrant. White symbolizes winter, a season of cold temperatures, harsh conditions, snow and ice."
Taking the piece of red cloth that her knife was presented to her in, Judy asks Michael "Would it be ok to leave this on one of the markers?"
"By all means, please do. Do you have specific marker in mind?" asks Michael.
"In fact, I do" she replies.
Walking slowly to a marker indicating that of a young child, Marie White Cloud age 4*, a tearful Judy knelt and carefully tied the scrap of cloth to a small stick placed there for that purpose.
"Thank you." was all she could say as she and the rest of the mammals exit the small cemetery.
…
The return trip to Pines Ridge was one of silent reflection for all of the Zootopia mammals, with Judy quietly sobbing several times.
Reaching over and drying small tears, Nick softly whispered "It'll be ok Fluff. You can't change the past, but there's always hope for the future."
"I know, still…."
…
Returning to Pines Ridge, a very solemn Zootopia crowd exits their vehicle at Sees Far's puphood home and are greeted by Black Shawl.
"Hau Kusi" says Nick, properly greeting Black Shawl.
"Hau. How wonderful, you remembered!"
"Supper is ready for you all. Please, sit and eat. Kicking bear will join us later."
"Philámayaye Kusi."
As the meal draws to a close, Kicking Bear enters and greets their guests.
"Hau kola."
"Hau Tunkasila." returns Nick.
"Well done. Tomorrow will come early and will be very busy for all of you, so I would recommend a short evening and a long sleep. Please excuse me while I clean up and have my meal."
"As you wish Grandfather" returns Nick for the Zootopians.
As the couples head towards their assigned sleeping places, Judy comments "It's so tragic that Wounded Knee happened and how it's been covered up for so many years."
"I don't think is so much being covered up as just not covered at all." Answers Nick
"Still, it doesn't seem right!"
"It's not, but for now, there's nothing we can do about it. Maybe when we get back to the shop and get settled in, and get a few plans that I have in mind worked out, we can do some good. In the meantime, let's get that rest that Kicking Bird mentioned."
"Works for me … after another 'honeymoon' session …?"
"Rabbit, you're gonna kill me with that libido of yours, you know that right?"
"Can you think of a better way to go?"
"…Not right now, no."
"That's what I thought."
…
The following morning began much the same as the previous one, with every one gathering at Nick and Judy's teepee.
After a traditional Lakota breakfast, all are gathered in the spacious living room of Black Shawl and Kicking Bird.
"So, what's on the agenda for today?" asks Nick.
Tiff and I are gonna follow along with Yvonne and learn some of the crafts like cooking and beading," begins Skye "while the guys-"
"-Are gonna learn about leather working and knife making from Wind In His Fur" finishes Josh.
"And we're gonna do … what?" asks Nick.
"We thought you might interact with some of the younger pups in the village" says Yvonne. "Black Shawl has already told you she'd teach Judy to make the tacos, and all of us females can get together and learn traditional sewing techniques after lodge".
"So, a quick question or two" says Nick "Umm, are we gonna need to remember everyone's names or what?"
"The adults, yes I would recommend that you at least try" answers Michael. "It won't be quite as big a deal with the little ones, because when they get to be fourteen, they will be given their permanent names."
Seeing the confused looks he's getting, Michael quickly realizes that he just opened a large can of worms.
"Long story short" he begins, hoping to make short work of a normally very long explanation "when one of the tribal members reaches maturity, around the age of fourteen usually, a coming of age ceremony is held. Their permanent name is given to them by one of the elders, dictated by an event that occurred in their younger days. For instance, you already know how Yvonne got her name, but mine was given to me because of my extraordinary eyesight."
"Ok, I think we get it" remarks Judy. "In the meantime, are we just Judy and Nick or … what?"
"I am afraid so, at least for now" answers Michael.
"Well, let's get this show on the road" pipes up Tiffany, I wanna see how the beadwork's done…"
…
As everyone exits the tipi, they notice that Black Shawl is waiting just outside of her home.
"Híŋhaŋni wašté" says Black Shawl to all. (hee-hahn wah-shday-nee)
"Good morning!" translates Yvonne softly to the visitors.
"Híŋhaŋni wašté Ina" returns Michael. (hee-hahn wah-shday-nee ee-nah)
"Good morning mother" again translates Yvonne softly.
"Umm…" stammers Judy.
"Do not worry" says Black Shawl with a mischievous smile "You do not need to remember these words, as they are difficult to learn for someone who does not grow up on the reservation. But please, remember the purpose of the greeting when you hear it if you can."
"Good morning Grandmother" return Nick and Judy at the same time, while the rest of the crowd return a typical "good morning".
"Good, you do remember the greeting, well done."
"Philámayaye Kusi - Thank you, Grandmother" whispers Michael to Nick. (pee-lah-mah-yah-yea kuen-shee)
"Umm - Philámayaye … Kusi?" returns Nick somewhat hesitantly, much to the delight of Black Shawl as well to the amazement of the others.
"Well done" complements Black Shawl "I believe that you are ready to meet some of the young ones. If you and Judy will follow me, they are gathering not far from here. You can help some of the older children watch them. When you have your own, I believe we would love to have them come and visit."
"We would be honored grandmother" says Judy, blushing more than a little.
…
Approaching a large number (about twenty or so) of mainly wolf and coyote pups, with a few hybrids thrown in, Nick and Judy are first greeted with a few stares, but are pleasantly welcomed since they were escorted by Black Shawl.
"Híŋhaŋni wašté Kusi" greets the eldest pup, a striking attractive sand colored young female hybrid, as Black Shawl and her charges approach.
"Híŋhaŋni wašté Iyo-yape Ista" returns Black Shawl. (eeyoh-yahn-pay ee-shdah)
"The girl's name is Bright Eyes" comments Black Shawl, noting the look of concern on Nick and Judy's muzzles.
"As I told you before, you need not remember names, especially the Lakota pronunciation, but some do require remembering. You will aid her in watching the younger pups."
"Bright Eyes, please allow our guests to join you in taking care of the young ones" says Black Shawl, returning her attention to the young girl.
"Are these the mammals that are here to join in Inipi?" she asks.
"Yes, they are."
"Then it will be my honor to have them join me! Welcome …."
"They are known as Nick and Judy" says Black Shawl introducing them to the youngster.
"Welcome, Nick and Judy" says Bright Eyes, with a pleasant smile "Please join me, there are many pups that need to watched, and I am the only one here right now."
"Hau, Bright Eyes" returns Judy carefully "we are honored to join you" which brings a soft smile to the girl's muzzle.
"I will leave you now, please have a pleasant day." says Black Shawl in parting as she heads back to her home.
…
After Black Shawl was out of earshot, Bright Eyes turns to the visitors. "Let me introduce you to the little ones, so that they will know that they can trust you to watch over them. Then, if you don't mind, I would very much like to ask you a few questions."
"That would be fine, no problem" answers Nick.
"WAKAYAJA!" (wah-kahn-yah-zjah) says Bright Eyes loudly enough to be heard by the children, but not so loudly as to startle them. "This means 'children'" she tells Nick and Judy.
"Gather around or a moment please. These two mammals are the friends of Sees Far and Stands With A Fist. They are here for Grandfather's Inipi in a few days. You will respect them and obey them as you would Grandmother or me. Do you understand?"
Greeted with a chorus of "HA!" (Hahn) she releases them to play again.
"As you might guess" remarks a smiling Bright Eyes "their answer was yes. I can promise that you will have no trouble from any of them. None of them wish to upset Grandmother."
"You said you had questions." states Nick.
"Go ahead, ask what you will … please" encouraged Judy "and we will answer as best we can."
"Umm, where to begin…. How long have you known each other? Where did you meet? Have you always gotten along? Does it feel very much different to love someone who is not your species? Or even not predator or prey?"
Laughing just a bit and holding up her paws, Judy can only comment "Please slow down Bright Eyes, one question at a time…"
Judy begins to tell hers and Nick's story (condensed version).
As Bright Eyes listens intently, the expression on her muzzle changes frequently. From the slight shock of hearing Nick 'accidently' grabbing Judy's tail when they first met, to sadness of hearing of the loss of Nicks first love. From the amazement of Nick rescuing the Hopps family farm from disaster, even knowing that Judy's mother practically hated Nick simply because he is a fox, to the almost tearful breakdown upon hearing of Judy losing her first litter, only clinging to life through Nick's touch and love and of her visit by their future kits.
When Bright Eyes learned of Judy's vision of her future kits, she could only be amazed.
"It is amazing that you had a vision while not in Inipi" she tells Judy. Most mammals never have a vision without doing a vision quest or while in Inipi! Does Grandfather know of this?"
"No, I don't think so. I don't ever recall telling Yvon-I mean Stands With A Fist. Do you think it is important enough to tell Grandfather?"
"Yes, I do. It is so uncommon, especially from a non-Lakota that I believe Grandfather would be most interested in hearing of it. We can request an audience with him when he is not busy at the clinic."
Turning her attention to the children, Bright Eyes picks up a small stone and throws it in the general direction of one of the small girls.
Having her attention, Bright Eyes motions for the girl to come to her side.
"Turtle" says Bright Eyes to the same youngster that Nick and Judy saw earlier "please go tell Grandfather that Judy has something important to tell him. She will be along whenever time permits. Ok?"
After Turtle leaves, Bright Eyes laughs at the obvious confusion on Nick and Judy's muzzles.
"You are wondering why she is called Turtle, and yet she can run so fast. Correct?"
Seeing them nod, she continues "It's actually not as difficult as you may think. When very young, she became overly fond of eating turtle meat. So much so that she would go against custom to steal food from her brothers and sisters' plates if they don't eat quickly enough. No matter how many times she is punished for it, she still does it."
"Turtle?" asks Nick. Looking at Judy, then back to Bright Eyes "I know I've never had turtle, and I seriously doubt if Judy has either. Would there be any possibility for us to at least try some while we're here?"
"NICK!" scolded a horrified Judy.
"What?" replies Nick in his best innocent voice. "Are you saying that you wouldn't like to try it?"
"Yes … I mean no…. Stop trying to confuse me Nick…" punching him soundly on the closest arm.
Laughing at the two as Nick rubs the offended limb, Bright Eyes responds "No, it's fine, really. And that does answer my question about how you get along. But …. since when does a rabbit eat meat of any kind?"
After giving Bright Eyes a quick run-down of her accidentally eating meat at the Icehouse, and her craving for it when she was pregnant, the young hybrid was amazed.
With a thoughtful expression on her muzzle, Judy has to ask "Bright Eyes … correct me if I'm wrong, but … there is a special reason you've asked us about our relationship … isn't there? And don't bother denying it, Nick has taught me very well how to read a mammals body language and expressions."
Blushing fiercely Bright Eyes confesses "Yes, but … please don't tell anyone. I'm only just sixteen and not allowed to see anyone yet."
"We promise" says Nick "as long as you promise to behave properly when you don't see the mammal that you're not supposed to be seeing."
Taking a moment to properly decipher Nicks meaning "Yes, I promise. It has been difficult, but I understand what will happen if I don't. I know I'm not ready for pups of my own yet, I have too much to look forward to in life to become a mother at so young an age."
"Smart girl" says Judy "Now… tell us a little please."
"Well" begins Bright Eyes "there is an attractive cougar kit in the next village to the west that I've been seeing. Bumping into him from time to time … accidentally of course."
Grinning from ear to ear, remembering Bobby Catmull from her younger days, Judy rolls her eyes and parrots the girl "Of Course!"
"He understands my situation and has been very polite about not wanting to get … physical. We are both trying to figure out our futures and don't want to mess anything up with children at a young age. Neither of us want to be stuck on the rez for the rest of our lives."
"You are very intelligent for such a young pup" comments Nick "What are your plans for the future? Do you even have any yet?"
"Umm, kind of, but not really? I know I need to get more education, but my family can't afford to send me to a school after I graduate from high school. And meaningful jobs around the rez are very scarce, so I don't really know …." she answered despondently.
"What would you like to do?" asks Nick
With a longing look in her eyes "As a young pup, I enjoyed beadwork and making things with leather"
Seeing the questioning looks coming from her audience, she explains "The leather used in the old days was made from the hides of different animals that were taken for food. Now, we use the skins of snakes and birds and tan them to make needful things like the sheaths for knives, for carryall bags and such.'
'Just like we use the bones for making furpipe (hairpipe) and beads for decorations. The antler used for making knife handles and other items are gotten by trading items of use to the deer and elk and moose for shed antlers.'
'I also like to make dresses and things, but there is so little opportunity here, except for making things for the young or the elders…"
"If you were able to travel and go to school at no cost to your parents or the tribe, would you?" asks Nick.
Seeing questioning looks from both Bright Eyes and Judy, Nick explains "Bunnyburrow has a good home-ec course in is schools doesn't it?" he asks. "With so many bunnies I would think that clothing design and sewing would be pretty much mandatory, right?"
"Well, yea, but how would that help her?" Judy asks.
"We can ask around and find out where the closest accredited design school is located. Hopefully it'll be close enough, like say Podunk or Deerbrook so travel won't be an issue. She can stay with your folks and be supervised by some of your older sibs. Then she could finish high school in the Tri-burrows and go to design school afterwards."
"But how would I pay for all of this?" Bright Eyes asks. "I cannot just do this without giving back something in return. It's not my way, even if it is done in a good way."
"Would you be willing to move and do this if we could find a way that will work for you and my parents?" asks Judy.
"I would consider it, yes."
"And what about your boyfriend that you don't have?" asks Nick. "What are his dreams?"
"I believe he wants to become an artist" Bright Eyes answers, again blushing.
"What kind of artist?" asks Judy. "Oil and canvas, digital media … what?"
"Graphic artist or maybe with … airbrush?" she answers uncertainly.
"Perhaps we can help there as well" says Nick. Judy's brothers are skilled with computers and with airbrushes as well in a paint booth. We can ask them if they'd be willing to tutor … what's his name?"
"Umm, Short Tail… cougars typically have long tails but somehow he lost part of his not long after he was born. Wouldn't your family with a couple of predators living in their home?"
"I doubt it, but of course I would ask mom and dad first. And of course, Short Tail's parents. And Grandmother. If Short Tail wouldn't be comfortable around a burrow full of rabbits, Nick has several of his employees that would love to have someone like him stay with them, don't you think so Nick?"
"Absolutely. I'll bet Lefty would like to have some help around his place."
Seeing the question in Bright Eyes eyes, Nick expanded his statement "Lefty is an older coyote that's a handicapped combat veteran with a few medical issues that leave him unable to do a lot of things without help. I'm pretty sure that Short Tail would be more than welcome to stay with him and help him around the house."
"Why would you do these things for us? You do not know us!"
"Do you remember when I told you about how Nick helped my folks after the tornado hit and destroyed a lot of the farm?" Judy asks. "This is what he … what we do. Help. Almost all of the animals we help are or have been broken, but what's the harm in just helping someone, before they become broken? We personally have nothing to gain by helping, but there's something we can offer to at least you and Short Tail and perhaps even more of your tribe!"
"And what is that?"
"Something that seems to be in short supply around here" answerers Nick "Hope!"
Just as Bright Eyes begins to answer, the wind shifts and everyone's attention suddenly takes a new direction…
"FERAL RAIDERS!" shouts Bright Eyes suddenly!
…
Suddenly the ferals break from cover at a dead run on all fours, knowing that they've been discovered. As Nick, Judy and Bright Eyes hurriedly place themselves between the new menace and the children, all draw their knives for protection and form a loose semi-circle around the terrified children as the five intruders begin to stalk.
Being the eldest, Judy and Nick place themselves at the forefront, and quickly notice that all five attackers seem to be juvenile coyotes, and they appear to be concentrating on Judy, the only prey mammal in the group.
"Nick" cries Judy "they're not armed, how can we fight them with knives, it won't be fair!"
"Damn it Judy, are you forgetting that they're predators and all have sharp teeth and claws?"
"Shit, you're right, sorry."
Suddenly, two of the group attack Nick and two attack Bright Eyes, leaving Judy one-on-one against a female, only slightly larger than Judy herself.
While Nick and Bright Eyes are managing to keep their opponents at bay using a combination of knives, teeth and claws, Judy has a serious problem. Even though she is very quick (being a bunny after all) and has some experience with paw-to-paw combat, mostly dojo-taught self-defense, this is life and death and there are no do-overs if she screws up. By the same token, she knows that she can absolutely not let the attacker past her and get to any of the pups.
As Judy moves from side to side mimicking the attacker's movements, being sure to keep herself between the she-coyote and the pups, the coyote suddenly lunges directly at her, believing the rabbit to be easy prey!
Stepping forward, Judy meets the attack bringing both of her knives to bear, with the karambit in her right or dominant paw and the obsidian in her left.
With her muscle memory and hours upon hours of paw-to-paw training taking over under the stress of the moment (and being aided by a huge adrenalin dump), Judy is able to avoid the sharp teeth and claws of the young predator.
Lost in the moment, Judy sees an opening in the coyote's attack and strikes with horizontal slash at the abdomen with the karambit, followed by a straight strike to the center of mass of the attacker with the obsidian blade, just like she was trained to do not that long ago.
A bloodcurdling scream, followed by a short, soft whimper instantly causes all action to stop.
Just as the action abruptly halts, several adult tribal members who had been in the general area and heard Bright Eyes yell, arrived at the scene of the attack.
When all looked for the cause of the scream, Nick, Bright Eyes, the attackers, the pups and even those just arriving, were horrified to see a heavily panting, blood-soaked Judy standing wide-eyed over her fallen opponent.
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AN: The Wounded Knee Massacre occurred on December 29, 1890, near Wounded Knee Creek (Lakota: Cankpe Opi Wakpala). On the day before, a detachment of the U.S. 7th Cavalry Regiment commanded by Major Samuel M. Whitside intercepted Spotted Elk's (Big Foot) band of Miniconjou Lakota and 38 Hunkpapa Lakota near Porcupine Butte and escorted them 5 miles (8.0 km) westward to Wounded Knee Creek where they made camp. The rest of the 7th Cavalry Regiment, led by Colonel James Forsyth, surrounded the encampment, supported by four Hotchkiss guns.
On the morning of December 29, 1890, the troops went into the camp to disarm the Lakota. One version of events claims that during the process, a deaf tribesman named Black Coyote was reluctant to give up his rifle, saying he had paid a lot for it. A scuffle over Black Coyote's rifle escalated and a shot was fired, which resulted in the 7th Cavalry opening firing indiscriminately from all sides, killing men, women, and children, as well as some of their fellow troopers. Those few Lakota warriors who still had weapons began shooting back at the troopers, who quickly suppressed the Lakota fire. The surviving Lakota fled, but U.S. cavalrymen pursued and killed many who were unarmed.
In the end, U.S. forces killed at least 150 men, women, and children of the Lakota Sioux and wounded 51 (four men, and 47 women and children, some of whom died later); some estimates placed the number of dead at 300. Twenty-five troopers also died, and thirty-nine were wounded (six of the wounded would also die). Many Army deaths were believed to have been caused by friendly fire, as the shooting took place at close range in chaotic conditions.
Many aspects of the Inipi, the Pine Ridge/Wounded Knee massacre, Ghost Dance and other Lakota ceremonies have been changed to be in line with the story. By and large, most aspects are factual.
The plight of the Lakota people and all of PTSD are real.
*Marie White Cloud is a fictitious name used for story plot, I have no idea if the child was actually killed during the massacre or not.
Regalia: traditional Native American clothing such as dresses, bustles and leggings. Leggings are traditionally made from tanned leather.
Most of the traditions depicted here are actual traditions of the Lakota people, slightly modified to fit the story.
****While there is a large cliffhanger at the end of this chapter, I need to let everyone know that I MAY be taking a brief hiatus from the story, primarily due to a bit of writer's block. It may be a month or so, it may be more, I'm not sure just yet so please bear with me. In the meantime, I absolutely plan to finish this story, I just need a bit of a break….
In the meantime, I have been working on another story to sort of give myself a breather from 'Life is a Highway' and recharge. I will post it a chapter at a time once it's finished and I'm happy with the finished product.
