It was high and shrill! But more than the sound which was so shrill as to be irritating, it was the words that brought everyone's attention to focus. At first, no one could locate the source of the sound. It seemed to come from somewhere above the circle. Then, a flicker of light shot out from the center of the sound source and all could see it was Brother Firefly:
“In all your deliberations, you have left out an entire kingdom …. us insects. At least one of us should be on this journey! Do you not realize there are more of us on the planet than any other critter? Also, I have not once heard anyone considering the fact that you are going to a desert. The representatives you choose must be able to survive in that climate!”
Firefly paused to let the import of his words sink in. Silence, once again reigned. It was Grandfather Eagle who finally spoke, “Brother Firefly has spoken well. These are critical to our choosing.”
“There are few of us that can survive the desert climate!” It was Crow shouting from his position next to Grandfather Eagle. He was worried that now, he would not be chosen.
“This is also true. But I have spoken to Brother Francis. He assures me that whichever critters go, the Brothers will provide food and shelter for them.”
(to be continuing)
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