A few hours later, when night had fell, and the kingdom was asleep, a small chosen group followed the old king to an ancient tunnel. He was the only one who knew of it, and how to get to the outlands. Once at the end, he opened a portal, and they all ran threw.
Once threw, the old king told the group to go into the forest, and that he would meet up with them in just a bit. He then turned towards a light and ran towards it. An outland town. He sniffed the air a bit, and then cautiously approached on of the houses.
He prayed that his instincts were right, and he set his small grandson on the step, with a note. He then knocked, and took off to the shadows to watch from a safe distance.
The door opened. It was a large mountain lion female that answered. She saw the cub, and her eyes immediately softened. She gently picked up the small and helpless cub and read the note.
“Please…take good care of our son. He is a good cub. His name is Bane.”
The lioness smiled, held Bane close, and carried him inside. She then called for her mate. The male mountain lion stared at his mate with wonder as she explained what had just happened. After a moment, he spoke.
“Eartha, we can’t keep him. We have to take him to an orphanage.
“No”, replied Eartha, “You know how I feel about those places, Chase.”
Chase looked at his mate and sighed, knowing he had lost this one.
“Fine, we’ll keep him. But how are you going to explain that he’s not a cougar?”
“Chase, I was adopted myself, by a whole family of wolves, remember. I think we’ll be fine. Now let’s make this little angel a bed.”
Chase rose, and gathered up some blanket and a pillow, and set them in front of the fireplace. Eartha brought the cub over and set him down on the pillow, and tucked the blankets around him. Both watched as the cub slept, but it was Chase who noticed the strange mark on the cub’s arm. He grinned. He had a unique son.

Fiction: 10/08/09 | Posted By: MintIceCream | 0 comments | Personal