Moonlight Sun 2

Because Of You

It started out as an unusual day, I had not seen Randy all day, and it was his graduation party. I really wasn't the type to entertain his friends and classmates. I hadn't seen Sorrell all day. When I texted her, she told me that she was with Beth. I assumed she wanted her space, but I was lonely. I almost wanted to ask where she was, and just 'happened' to show up and surprise her, but then I remembered the argument. I told her I would ease up and so I would.

I kept myself busy in the shop with Ro. The Mustang was due for an oil change and then Ro sent me on a junk yard run to get some scrapped parts. It gave me time to think of Sorrell's tribe name, the alpha ceremony would be soon and if I couldn't do this courting ceremony and put her in our pack then her being my mate would be at the mercy and judgment of the Witiki elders and I knew they would never let a human in their pack.

I wondered if Randy was right about finding a life outside of Sorrell. It didn't matter anyway, as soon as we joined with the Witikis we would be under their thumb, maybe even have to leave Satordi's ranch and move out to the reservation, but it least we would be away from Aunt Talya.

I never really gave to much thought about what like would be like when the pack joined together I really didn't care, all I knew was that I would be with Sorrell. Maybe that was why I kept bringing up the idea of marriage. It was all I had to look forward to. I loved planning my future with Sorrell, she was the center of my universe, and the only thing that could keep me centered, without her my life was a moonless, starless night. Without her, I was nothing. Kenyon could not exist with out Sorrell. Without Sorrell, I was just a nameless pack member, with no soul, no warmth, no body.

Some how, the universe saw fit to give me another chance with her and I wasn't about to blow it.

I finally came home with the parts I needed, and I could not miss the new car in the shop that he was putting a fresh tarp over, just as I was driving up. Also Randy was sitting in the shop as well. Something just wasn't right.

I had already notice the side of the wing when he was pulling the tarp over, I would recognize the thorn in my side anywhere. I quickly puled the tarm up revealing the hood of Sorrell's beast and had to let out a chuckle.

"So this is where she was all day?" I asked. I shook my head."She lied to me, and you two were in it?"

"Randy, get loverboy out of my shop." said Ro.

Randy came for me and I pushed him off. 'Wait! I don't want to touch it I just..-" I trailed off observing it. "What does she see in this thing?"

"I've seen a lot of cars in my life, and one thing always rings true, the car picks the owner as much as the owner picks the car. It's like finding your soulmate." he said. "Take pretty boy and his Monte Carlo. Classic piece of work, not your traditional Cadillac or Impala, just something that regally says 'Clear the road, I have arrived.'" He smiled.

Randy nodded in approval. "Yeah, it was like love at first sight when I saw that car."

"Now you lover boy." He looked at me. "Why do you think that you chose a Silver Mustang?"

I thought. "She's a nice ride. She rides smooth, I have no complaints." I said.

"First." he held up a finger. "A mustang, a horse." he smiled" Two, she's silver. I have Mustangs in plenty of colors. Why did you choose silver?"

"I don't know, I thought it looked nice." I said.

"You knew Sorrell would like it!" joked

He tapped his head with his finger. "Thank about it. A silver horse, come on!" he said. "A knight in shining armor."

I smiled and nodded.

"It's who you are Ken!"

"So, that still doesn't explain why Sorrell would want to ride around in that piece of junk?" snuffed Randy.

Ro shot Randy a look. "That is a Firebird, boy. A classic."

"Obviously way past her prime." Randy quipped.

"No, she has potential." Ro explained. "She might not even know it yet, but it is there." He leaned his palms against the hood. "But as soon as this beautiful creature finds her potential, she is going to fly. Right now, it is like she is caged, waiting to be set free."

"What does that have to do with, Sorrell?" I asked.

"Sorrell's a caged bird." he said.

"I can see that." said Randy laughed.

I cut my eyes at him and looked back at Ro. "How is she caged?"

"A lot of things can make a person, feel caged." Ro clarified. "It's not always an over-obsessive boyfriend. It can be yourself, it can be just not knowing who you are. The thing is when Sorrell, finds her wings, she is going to soar."

I sighed sorrowfully.

"That's the thing about us birds. Not many creatures have that ability to fly, and trust me if I can say so myself, it is incredible, but the thing is, no matter how high we fly we have to land somewhere, and you know what we call that?"

"What?" I asked.

He looked directly at me. "Home!" he smiled.

"That's deep, brother." Randy and Ro fist bumped each other, and then I fist bumped Ro.

I studied the Firebird spread across the hood, with it's beautiful imperial wingspan, ready to take flight to boundless heights. Maybe I was caging her, maybe I just had to back off, and be confident that no matter how high she flew, that she would always land where her home was, which I hoped it was where ever I was.

As I ran my finger across the hood, something sparked in my head and I thought of the perfect tribe name. I quickly got into my Mustang, went back to the cottage, and went up to my room to find the Lougaro translation book. I leafed through the pages to find the perfect translation of what I had in mind. I scribbled it in my notebook and beamed from ear to ear looking at the most perfect name in the world, other than Sorrell.Now she was ready!