King’s Scepter Option Aa: Find the Law Keeper
Welcome back! We’re headed into the woods with Mr. Squirrel to find the Law Keeper. Let’s see what we find=)
King’s Scepter Option Aa: Find the Law Keeper
You’ve taken a look into the cabin and from the looks of it, there’re no answers in the trashed place.
“Let’s find this Law Keeper,” you say.
Mr. Squirrel takes off again after the prints. You question for a moment what you’re doing because those are some very large prints but then you look at your poor car and remind yourself you’d like some answers.
So you follow Mr. Squirrel as he scurries along the ground and sometimes through the trees. A few times you almost lose him but he keeps a constant chatter going so even when you can’t see him, you know the general direction to follow.
He stops on a branch. “Maybe he doubled back or he could’ve crossed the rocks which means…” he continues chattering but it’s clear he’s lost the trail.
You stare at him, hopeful he’ll figure it out because, if he doesn’t, you’re back to square one.
“He chatters so much, I could’ve eaten him a dozen times without him seeing me coming.”
You jump and your heart nearly leaves your skin.
Beside you stands a mountain lion with paws the size of frisbees. On his chest is emblazoned a pure white patch that resembles a star.
“Law Keeper?”
“That would be me.”
“We were looking for you.”
“I know. Alfred there,” he’s looking at Mr. Squirrel, “has asked to be a deputy for years. I keep telling him when he can be quiet, I’ll consider it but he just can’t do it. So I know he’s looking for me because he keeps saying it as he’s looking.”
“You broke into my car,” you accuse.
The lion turns gold eyes on you. “I did not. I investigated your car because whoever did break into it also stole the King’s Scepter. Your car reeks of him just as the cabin does.”
“Ha! Found him. Knew you had to be around here somewhere.” Alfred scurries down the tree to stand in front of the mountain lion. He bows. “At your service.”
“I’d refuse but I need assistance on this one,” the lion says. “I’ve found the culprit and he’s not alone.”
“Who is it? Who is it?” Alfred jumps from one foot to another.
The mountain lion eyes Alfred. If you didn’t know better you’d think he was considering eating him but you do know better so he’s probably just questioning if Alfred can stay quiet.
You help the poor squirrel out by handing him some peanuts. He crams his cheeks full and is quiet except for the slight crunching of him chewing.
Photo courtesy of Art Rousseau with Hope for Haiti.
“It’s the pika family,” the lion finally answers.
“Th—“ Alfred tries to exclaim but just sprays bits of peanut. He slaps a paw over his mouth and, if he could blush, he would’ve judging from the way he slumps and looks away.
“Why would they take the scepter and break into my car?” you ask.
“The King’s scepter has many capabilities, one of which is to change a creature’s size. When I spied them, they were attempting to make themselves bigger. At the time they’d managed to change their fur to green but it won’t take them long to figure it out.”
“And my car?”
“They’re mode of escape. If you hadn’t noticed, a few of the family stayed in the undercarriage of your car to fix the leak. I could hear their claws on the mettle when I was there.”
“Their mode of escape? So they’re going to make themselves big and go drive around.”
“They know little beyond our home. They won’t be welcome here, so they assume they’ll find somewhere new to live out there.”
“Great,” you grumble, picturing giant pika’s driving around in your car. “So what do we do?”
“We could lure them out and into a cage with your trail mix. I’d walk right into it if it were me.” Alfred grins, finished with his mouthful of peanuts.
“That’s one option,” the lion admits. “Or we can go in and arrest them. The three of us might be enough to intimidate them into surrendering.”
“Oh, I get to be deputized.” Alfred jumps up and down clapping his paws.
Do you…
Aa1. Lure them out?
Or
Aa2 Arrest them?
Blessings and see you Thursday for the end of the adventure!
Jennifer
