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to escape. The monsters decided to accept her help, andthey managed to flee the prison that they had been held in. They ran and ran and ran and ran until the found thir own place to live our their lives in.”
Angry-Never-Smiles spoke softly. “You’re speaking of Those-Who-Came-First, of the Tribe-That-Was.”
“Perhaps,” said the girl.
“What do you know of them? How do you know of them?”
The girl smiled and walked up to Angry-Never-Smiles. She put a hand out
towards his face, and to his surprise he didn’t feel the need nor want to flinch or re- treat as he so often did when others came near to him. She stroked his long flowing mane with her fingers, and gave him a hug.
“Frankly,” she said, “You look more like a lion than a tiger. Hmm. Frankly-lion. Franklin. That’s a good name for a ponycat.”
“I am Noh-Cha!”
“Yes, you are, Franklin. And a good one, a strong one. One with a big heart, who will find his life much enriched. Let others in. Share with others. The first step to this is in returning to your tribe and telling them of what you have discovered on your quest so far.”
“How do you know of my quest?” he asked.
“Oh, Franklin. I know all about you. More than you will ever know. But you should be doing your quest for the right reasons. And I think you will from now on.”
The girl turned away from Angry-Never-Smiles and started to walk into the darkness.
“Who are you? How do you know such things?”
The girl walked into the night, her golden hair reflecting the moon above, and a a soft smiled played across her face.
“Franklin,” she said, “Think for a bit and you will... know.”
The following morning, Franklin packed up his camp and turned back towards his tribe excited to tell others of what he had learned. He had a smile upon his face.
As he traveled, he listened to the wind.
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