Cera, as the golden colored Three Horn was called, snorted impatiently and responded harshly, “Tell it to dad, not me.” She then pointed her snout to the direction where her home resided.
Tricia rolled her eyes and muttered, “I think you meant to yell at dad, not me…”
Cera did not seem to hear her sister, however, she peered over the grass and found a dark gray older Three Horn looking about in the meadow. It was her father.
The green eyed Three Horn quickly kneeled down and curious by her older sister’s actions, Tricia asked, “What did you see Cera?”
With the gracefulness of a dead tree falling onto the barren Earth, Cera rams into Tricia to have her hide. Then she shushes her and whispers, “It’s dad, just keep quiet until he goes!”
Quickly nodding, Tricia stays low and worries about the ruckus Cera’s thudding might have made. If it was too loud, Tops would know exactly where they were. Tricia’s fears seemed to have become a reality, for both young Three Horns heard footsteps pounding against the Earth and heading their direction.
“Tricia, Cera, why are you hiding?” A feminine voice asked worriedly behind them.
Both Three Horns were surprised to find a light pink Three Horn with white circles around her eyes staring at them. The three horn’s blue eyes shined like the shining stones under the light of the night circle.
“Oh, hi mom.” Tricia replied softly. Cera responded with a sheepish grin, “Tria, um…what are you doing here?”
Tria was about to open her mouth to respond, when a low, growling voice called out to her.
“Tria, did you find them? Are they there?!”
Tria snorted in frustration and called back abruptly, “Topsy, just give me a minute!”
Topsy’s voice called back, “What! Why?” He demanded as he came closer to the Three Horns.
Tria hastily told her children, “Go! Your father and I need to talk about a few things!”
Tricia immediately did as her mother said, but Cera was hesitant, for she wondered if she should stay to make sure Tria would be okay. Cera started to open her mouth to protest, but Tria would not hear any of it from her. So Cera slowly walked away to follow her younger sister. She also kept herself low to the ground so her father could not easily see her.
Once Topsy came up to Tria, he saw in the corner of his eye, Cera’s tail twitching away through the grass. Topsy brashly moved to Cera’s way and yelled, “You get back here you-“ Tria interrupted him by physically getting in his way.
“Tops! I need to speak with you right now. You can speak to our daughters later.” The pink Three Horn responded sternly to her mate. Mr. Three Horn narrowed his eyes and responded; “I think I have more then any right to see my daughters, now if you excuse me Tria.” He shoved her away, but Tria persisted in being in his way. She shook her head and came right into his face.
“I need to talk to you! It is important for you listen!”
Mr. Three Horn kept trying to pass his mate, but being as stubborn as he was, she refused to budge.
“Topsy you better listen to me! This is a matter of you and your daughters! If you don’t talk to me now, I will make certain that you do not go near my girls!” Her icy blue eyes narrowed at Tops dark brown ones.
The male stopped in his tracks, for he realized how important this was. He sighed and let himself lie down on his stomach and waited for Tria to start talking.
“Tria, you have my attention.” He stated matter of factly.
With all the courage and coolness she could muster, Tria looked at her mate and inhaled. She exhaled while starting, “Topsy, I remember the day we met, I was so happy to see a long lost friend never the less be a mate to and have a daughter with! But now…I can’t help but wonder that something has changed…something has made me think differently then I did before.”
Mr. Three Horn suddenly became wide eyed and exclaimed, “Tria, if you are doing what I think you are doing, I think you absolutely have become thick in the head!”
Exasperated, Tria explained, “See Topsy, this is what I am talking about. Whenever we try to discuss something, you automatically go in the defense and put me down. Topsy, I want this to work out, I really do. But it seems that we have grown separate ways and now I wonder if we really should go our separate ways.”
“You are mad.” The dark Three Horn responded who was strangely sounding cool. Too cool to be taken seriously that he was taking any of this well.
“You can’t fool me Three Horn! You love your daughters…and me. However, I gave you too many chances already. I am done. Good bye.”
Mr. Three Horn’s nostrils flared and his cool mask was ripped apart by the rage and disbelief he had within. He screamed a deadly, heart wrentching cry that was both terrifying and tragic. With this, he rammed into his mate, which knocked her to the ground. Tria shook her head and slowly got herself up. Her eyes widened. She suddenly realized what she had done. Now she was going pay the consequences.