Necky looked at King Gyaas, puzzled. He could not understand how he thought and could not say no to his request.

It is particularly because I am a father that giving you my young proves to be difficult. How on earth do I gift you my child just to save yours? There is a proverb that says; “What is good for the goose is good for the gander”. How can I with my own hands, send my child to be killed in cold blood? Not that I am being difficult, but just with your own words, please do have pity on my young too. I beg you with the humility of our new gods.

King Gyaas remembered the words of Catcher not to intimidate and further aggravate their game. He smiled as though he understood and left sadly.

King Gyaas went to tell Catcher about his ordeal and lamented how difficult her plans are proving to be.

You cannot stand in the midst of deadly ants and shake them off. What the eyes do not see, irks not. There are several ways to kill a game and you know it. An animal with strength needs no fear of wits. Think about it. No one will hold the hands of his own to gift to death. Know the routes and playgrounds of our games. Know the feeding zones and make them your hunting zone. Most importantly, know your footsteps and make them unhearable. There is nothing that we cannot get if we hunt in silence. Go into the room and see what I have for you.

Gyaas went into the room and brought a dead giraffe out.

How did you get this giraffe? Catcher? You are my sister but I am beginning to be afraid of you. Were you a man, you would have usurped my throne. Why the gods did not give me your brains, I wonder. This is not a small giraffe. A very big one. Thank you.

King Gyaas called all his young, including children of his immediate family, and fed them but before they could finish eating, Striker came in through the rear of the Palace with a huge dead antelope. Apparently, she was taught well by Catcher. His happiness knew no bounds.

The next day, head of Antelopes went to the Palace to lay a formal complaint that one of his pregnant daughters went to graze and never returned. No trace of her blood was seen anywhere. They have combed through where she grazes but there is no trace of her. Just then, Necky arrived and laid a complaint that one of his brothers went to graze and cannot be seen. Catcher came and sympathized with them. Just as Gyaas was about to speak, Catcher spoke up.

We sympathise with your plight. But since when have they not been seen?

Since yesterday.

They all replied.

Then please note that, some of our children are naughty. We all know how they love to explore. I am not saying there is no cause for worry but you all know that Jungle Kingdom is now safe. Give it time. We need at least four days in order to mount a search for them. Because then, we will know they are really missing. So do take heart and believe nothing has happened to them and trust that they will come back quite well.

With this, they all left the palace without a word.

King Gyaas looked at his sister and wondered if he was just the ceremonial king. With fear he decided Catcher should be his right hand with decision making powers.

The second parliament took place as scheduled. All the animals looked different. Those whose furs were less had much more than expected, those with less feathers had too much for flight, those with spotted skins had smooth skins, those with no whiskers had started developing them. Even Servio had to clap in his head that all the animals looked good. Something was actually going great for them. He planned to find out and report to King Gyaas as soon as possible.

Speaker Quintin started with his usual Moos and silence fell over the house as though on cue.

This is the second parliament. I now say we can start our proceedings. So what do we start with? You wanted to set rules to govern this house?

Cruiser raised his hand to start the talk.

I think we should stop playing and set our rules. There is so much going on in Jungle Kingdom and our families trust us to be their saviours.

You mean to be their voices? Corrector the Parrot chipped in.

Yes, to be their voices. If we come here to talk about unnecessary things then we are doing ourselves a great disservice.

Just then, Flier Fly flew past his ears. Cruiser used his trunk to hit him but he was too fast. Some of the animals saw this and protested.

This is grave breach of Jungle Kingdom laws. How can you use your very heavy trunk to hit a tiny anima just because you can?

Bee the Bad protested.

I saw Beauty Butterfly passing through the same route and you let it through. Is it because Flier is not as beautiful Beauty?

Cockroach Squeaker added.

Why do you little fliers always make a big deal out of nothing? If it were to be a hen who hit Flier with his wing, you would have kept quiet. Why do you always cry foul where a clean goal lie?

Bennet the rabbit said

I knew you would say that. Why do animals on all fours think themselves superior to us with wings? When the land shakes in earthquake that is when you will see that we are superior to you so now think of us as inferior now.

Before Flier could finish saying this, all those with wings flew into the air as those on fours mounted a chase. They flew down to hit and went up again. Even Cruiser could not get to them because they went too high. Not even the Moos of Quintin could stop the chaos.

Servio took to his heels after getting a wing blow from Nightingale Swag. He headed straight to the Palace and reported the matter. King Gyaas sent many porcupine soldiers to go and maintain peace and be sure to shoot anyone who will prove difficult. Also, a commission of enquiry was put together to mount an enquiry into the matter and bring the results. Those found to be guilty, according to Gyaas, will be made to pay.


By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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