Kililau & Kealohilani Part 2

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Nualolo Kai

Alohi hardly slept and by the time her dad rose to check in on her, she was already awake and ready to go. "Alohi?" he yawned. "Hey Papa" she replied looking equally as tired as he was. "Makaukau oe?" Ho'omana questioned. "Ae" she sighed as tears formed in the corners of her eyes. She sat at the edge of her bed staring out her window, where the moon was shining bright above the water. A scene she'd taken for granted until now. This moment might be the last, for a while, where she could enjoy the beauty set before her. "Oia" Ho'omana answered before exiting her room to get dressed and ready to go.

Alohi followed behind her father and Na'eole as they entered the water to the canoe. Na'eole would paddle them out to the drop off point and return the canoe back to the cove. He would return back to the drop off point in exactly two days to pick up the Chief. Saying goodbye to Alohi, Na'eole hugged her tight wishing her well and to always remember what she had been taught by her parents and her uncles and aunts. "Mahalo Anakala no na mea apau" she sighed hugging him back. Ho'omana ushered her along, as they would need to hike majority of the day and had a lot of ground to cover, only stopping once to eat.

Wainiha

Kililau awoken to the sound of his cousin's snoring in his ear, pushing him aside he rose to get ready. Eventually he would try to wake Mana up but for now he needed to make sure his mother wasn't on high alert, watching his every move. She had asked him about Kamaile the previous afternoon, as if she knew of his plan. So far, so good, Kili confirmed. His mom and baby sister were fast asleep in her bed and luckily his dad was on a retreat with other island chiefs on the west end of the island. Packing up his food and supplies, Kili moved as quietly as he could around the hale. He gathered only what he needed for the trip and made sure not to leave the kitchen a mess, as his mom would be sure to know what he was up to. Waking Mana up, he ushered his cousin out the door as quietly and as quickly as possible before the sound woke his baby sister or mom up from their sleep.

Mana stretched his arms out for a yawn, walking alongside Kili. "Man why so early?" he sighed wishing he were still asleep. The sun wasn't even out yet and they were walking in the pre dawn hours to a mountain that was off limits to them. "Why are we going there again?" Mana asked, to his cousin who was about to smack him. Honestly Kili was starting to get annoyed with him, but at the same time, he was thankful to have him along for the company. "We have to find out why that place is off limits....that's why" Kili explained. "Why do we?" Mana rubbed his eyes. "Oh man Mana now i wish i left you home" Kili concluded before entering the trailhead.

Napali

"Papa can we stop for a second?" Alohi sighed heavily, trying to catch her breath, she dropped her sack and leaned against the nearest tree. She could usually do this trail in her sleep but her restlessness from the night before didn't allow her to sleep well. "Ae hiki no.... hiki no maua e ai" the Chief replied, suggesting they also stop for a quick bite to eat. Alohi couldn't argue with that, she was famished. Ho'omana also took this time to talk to his daughter about what she witnessed at the shoreline that day with Anakē Hali'i. He explained that part of understanding magic and the power to wield it, is the reasoning behind it, and that growing up with it was necessary. Ho'omana's grandparents were both the medicine man and woman of their tiny village. They also had taught his father (Alohi's grandpa /Tutu Hali'i's brother) the power behind it and it was part of their upbringing. Ho'omana wasn't given a choice, he learned it from a young age as well and when he was training to become a Chief it was required as part of their training. "They often say, it skips a generation in a family and that you, Alohi would become the strongest of the two of us." Ho'omana continued. Alohi's senses were ultra sensitive when it came to her surroundings and her family, but nothing out of the ordinary she thought, except maybe her communication with animals.

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