Mans Unearthing of Demons Part 2: Plots and Poppy Bulbs

Since the death of Imala, wolf spirit and mother to the forest, man's unquenched lust for power and superiority strived ever further destroying the forest and slaughtering or capturing the rest of the animal inhabitants, all of the other forest guardians had either been murdered in cold blood and scavenged of their power or fled in search of a new homes in hope that they may one day return to their birth place and rightful home. All the while the fangs of Imala's last actions left in the side of the cliff burrowed and grew like seeds as the dark, hard and damp insides of the cliff were the perfect place to grow hatred and mature revenge.

10 years had past. Very few guardians had survived, all of whom we left to inhabit rotten and dying swamps and wastelands till the hunters stole them away for work or killed them, all that was left of the guardian animals were meeting beneath the last surviving oak in the midsts of a burnt and rotten wasteland. The guardians, Ohanko, the commander of the armies and leader to the large viscious animals, the great grizzly bear who was an anger filled giant of the guardians distinguished from the other grizzly's by his size and a scar crookedly torn down his right eye, after a battle with a band of hunters, Hurit, the healer and leader to the small forager and healer animals, the elegant deer with decorated antlers, who was one of the fastest guardians as she gracefully galloped through the forest, Pallaton, the assassin and leader of the stealthy and poisonous animals, the grey jaguar the fierce and stealthy guardian whos spots looked like cascades of star lights spotted amongst his fur and finally Kuwanlelenta, the seasoned scout and leader to the reconnaissance and watcher animals, the wise great grey owl who's wings spanned out like that of smoke floating through the air and giant all seeing eyes yellow, piercing and glazed by the sight of dying animals and destroyed trees. These four leaders discussed their inevitable demise and their potential plans for survival.

"Since Imala's death and the death of her tribe, we have seen our beloved forest and our own brethren be slaughtered or taken for slavery by those...those... creatures" snarled Ohanko. " we need to gather as many of our strongest and fastest and plan some course of action to regain our home, free our stolen, avenge our fallen and wipe out that species of greedy, selfish lot!" He continued to roar. 

"And how do you suppose we accomplish these, apparently simple of tasks, oh furious, strong one?" Hurit sneeringly replied "charge full force against their weapons and just hope they are out of bullets for their guns, arrows for their bows and metal for their swords, axes and knifes and just kill all of them? Their numbers double by the year and their technology and talents for killing grow by the month."

"Hurit is right I have seen these horrors happen, I have the foolish charge blindly and be met by only death and I have seen these weapons, traps and technologies grow more complicated and more aggressive. If you try to meet them with the same brutally you will only meet the same fate as that of your fallen comrades and lose more than your other eye my friend." Wisely spoken by Kuwanlelenta.

Ohanko bared his teeth in confrontation "And what do you suggest we do then you blasted bird? Wait for them to come and find us and wipe us out first? They are playing the first card of being in the wild, it's kill or be killed and they want to do it on a genocidal scale for their own greedy desires."

"Oh silence yourself you asinine fur bag you speak to your equals as your equals not your subordinates or I shall silence you before the hunters do..." Spoke up Pallaton harshly, " I don't want to hear tones like that again or speak like that again," his voice softened. "Now I feel we should creep into the villages while they slumber and have men and I take out all the filthy lot, I agree with Ohanko on this, they cannot be stopped by mere words or maiming we must take them all out or they shall return in greater and more infuriated numbers. I wish there was another way but their plans are the same and we must be the first to strike."

Kuwanlelenta quietly declared "This discussion shall take some time to decide what our actions shall be, but none of us shall leave here until we have come to a decision that we all agree to. From there we shall then prepare and begin, but we know that the only way to accomplish a goal in which we don't meet our end is to shed the blood of our enemies, if there was a way of peace we would have taken that path. But for the loss and honour of our fallen leader and mother to the forest Imala we shall bring swift vengeance to the hunters."

The guardians discussion continued deep into the night. Whereas the teeth of their fallen mother began to finally sprout from the top of the cliff, that now over looked a thriving town filled with hunters and their weapons and families. As the growing hatred sprouted they took the form of slumbering poppy bulbs waiting to sprout onto a dirt filled grassy cliff top. But as the drooping sprouts hung awaiting release, smoke from the chimneys of the town swept past causing them to shed single tears of black viscous dew that landed onto the grass and dirt denaturing and decaying all the droplets touched. this was the sign of vengeances release to come and to bring with it immeasurable numbers of death and suffering.

To be continued.....