The lost Isle of Pantheon

IV Introductions, Attack...Run?

All the eyes fell on the panda maiden in expectance of her to tell her tale.
Looking at her eyes made them all reconsider.

Her face was already showing signs of remorse, hate and grief by the tears still running down with grace and her unblinking eyes that pierced the ground with both fist and jaw clenched.

So the owl maiden went to work on making lunch.
The panda offered to help quietly as her eyes shifted toward the kitchen, but Patrica was persistent on her getting some rest.

So the nameless panda lay on their moss covered rock carved sofa and seemingly fell asleep.

Trock Began his story with a humble bow. "M' name tis Trock Paw, but yu cn' call m' Trock. I have livd n' these islnds with m' frien since we was wee infunts. This is the islnd I wus raised n'. When I wus just n' unfant I wus told tu be un prutectur. "Keep the weak frum harm, tell the critters of our savior nd' yull be destinud fur greatnss" m father would say over m' cradil."

He drew a deep breath that seamed to be painful. "Thun the Dark striped creatures of the night came un there was great bloodshed."

Drawing to a deep low he continued. "They put me un a boat with m frien Romp un shoved us far nto th water tward th isle thut I swum frum, I ad watch as they wer killd I watched m' mum un da get eatin by th beasts...." Wiping away a tear of pain he stopped. Taking another pain filled breath he finished. "We ad' ben livin ther since."

The room carved skillfully into that cave became as silent as death is swiftly unexpected.

Patt had stopped chopping her fruit salad, Gary stared at his shifting feet and the panda was laying with her eyes now open facing the wall.

"Yur swift as n' arrow un' strong as iron yung lass. I nay culd'v slayed th beast quicker. M' sorry fur th loss of yur infunt."

A pause came to listen to her reply. "He is not my infant, he is my youngest brother."

Gary carefully questioned after a long wait. "How did you get here lass an are you alone?"

She turned over and shifted into a sitting position then crossed her legs and arms before explaining."I am not alone, but am lost. My family has lived on that island ever since we shipwrecked a year ago. My name is Alexa. Alexa Amnesia."

She said pointing at the west island carved on a map above the fire pit mantel, then continued. "Five days ago my ma an pa got captured by the group of pirates that that scum belonged to, but me and my two brothers had been gone looking for fire wood and herbs. Freckles went with my older brother Jackx. I found Jackx body all sliced in these woods and started looking for Freckles, but now he is gone too..."

Starting to shake with painful anger she stopped talking and laid back down as tears streamed off her fur cheek.

Trock looks at Gerry and exclaims in disbelief. "I ken these two be very large isles, bu' how did I nt notice these people fur un year un m' own lan?"