Accuse Kroak

A growing sense of danger gives you the strength to fight against the haze. Memories flicker into your consciousness piece by piece. You grasp at them, groaning softly at the effort, but when you open your eyes they are clearer than before.

You release Brigette’s breast. “Sister,” you groan.

“Sabine!” Brigette pulls you closer. “You’re here! Thank the goddess. Please. Keep talking. Stay with me. My love. Don’t leave me.”

“Sister…Kroak…poisoned me,” you murmur.

Brigette blinks. She doesn’t understand you. But someone did. “What!” the chief croaks before rounding on the smaller wug at his side. Kroak can only stare at you and Brigette in shocked wonder. He doesn’t seem to even understand what is happening when the chief grabs him by the charms in his fin and yanks him to his toes with a croak of acute pain. “What does she speak of Kroak?”

“My chief, I-“

“No lies! She speaks again. None before speak once milk thrall takes them.”

“He was going to…to use Tokonga,” you say. Tears begin to fall across your cheeks as you consider the fate so nearly your sister’s. “He wanted to poison and use her.”

“This is grave charge,” the chief wug croaks, twisting Kroak by the fin.

“It is, my chief,” the medicine wug says submissively. His expressionless eyes are turned to you both. “But it was right.”

“Explain.”

The huge throat of the medicine wug bobs. “My chief, Tokonga is mighty, mighty as all. But they wish to leave us too. She who bore your children so easily would have abandoned us once they were born. She leaves and takes Tokonga with her. Was not going to let it happen. Keep her here as breed mother. She takes to it well. Better than any others. Breed with your seed for rest of life. Brings many strong young for tribe.” He turns his head slightly, his charms jangling. “Did it for good of tribe.”

Your breath catches in your throat. Perhaps it is because it was his seed which awakened you to the language of the wugs, but you can read the chief better than any others. You can tell he is giving his rebellious medicine wug’s words serious consideration.

“We speak on this,” the chief grunts and pulls Kroak away. You hear a door open and shut in the distance, then your face is pulled into the pillows of Brigette’s flush breasts.

“Sabine. I don’t know what to do,” you sister sobs quietly, her firm green figure shaking against you. You put your arms around her and pull her closer, inhaling her intoxicating scent, but wonder what, if any, advice you can give her would be.