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Clanluna Chapter 50: “Yaba Daba Yaba Daba Daba Doo now! “ Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel Author’s note: I’ve decided to only post the full Clan list in chapters divisible by 10. There really is a story after these 10 pages of people. (The mods have forced me to remove the clan list. So you'll have to just guess who these people are)

Glancing up, she saw Ansalong attacking the wolf woman who was standing over her. The wolf woman batted the owl away from her eyes then stuck her spear through the bird! “Oh my Goddess! They killed Luna!” “You Bitches!” Ayla was faintly aware of the roar of outrage from the Đumbleđore Član and how the wolf women were retreating. Her head cleared just as the last of the wolf women were disappearing into the woods. “Impedimenta! Stupify! Petrificus Totalis!” yelled Ayla as she used her wand to stop two of the retreating wolf women and missed a third one. Ayla walked over to the two disabled women and cast: “Incarcerous! Incarerous!” causing ropes to spring from her wand and tie up the two prisoners. “Wingrdium Leviosa!” Ayla levitated one of the prisoners back towards the cave, until she spotted Luna’s wand laying on the ground. “Where’s Luna” demanded Ayla. “They took her body with them when they left,” replied Krstulović. THUMP! Ayla was so startled; she dropped the woman she’d been levitating! Chapter 50: “Yaba Daba Yaba Daba Daba Doo now! “ When she heard the moans of the wounded, Ayla’s Medicine Woman instincts kicked in. “This Medicne Woman will need boiling water, lots of it!” waved Ayla, before reaching into her Medicine Bag. She took a quick look at all the wounded and dead to prioritize them. First she bound the wounds of the bleeding. The Blood-Replenishing potions she’d previously made and stored in her Medicine bag helped with them. Then, she had to splint the broken limbs. Once she ran out of healing potions, she made more traditional teas for the injured, as well as a calming tea for everyone. “How many are dead?” asked Ayla. “Many (six), including Ansalong,” replied Krstu. “It’s really a shame, she’d found a mate and laid a clutch of eggs.” “We wondered why she hadn’t returned for a fortnight,” said Ayla. “Can you show me the nest?” Krstu led her over to a ledge near the ceiling of the cave where the owl had built a nest. “This Weech thinks we might be able to save them,” waved Ayla, before pulled her wand from behind her ear and casting a charm Luna had taught her as part of her Care of Magical Creatures lessons. “Thermus! That should keep them warm until they hatch. Then Luna and I will have to-“ (LUNA!) Ayla had forgotten about her best friend and lover! She had to find out what happened to her! But Ayla didn’t have Luna’s tarot cards or crystal ball. She supposed she could scratch a geomantic chart on the ground? Then Ayla spotted her unfinished cup of calming tea! She rushed to it and quickly finished it before turning the cup upside down on a rock. Ayla closed her eyes and tried to help the tea do its’ work, getting in touch with her intuition. . . . Finally, Ayla turned over the cup and took a look at the patterns . . . . as she gazed at them, a smile came upon her face. Luna was still alive! LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL As she drifted into to consciousness, Luna became aware that she was bound, her arms tied together behind her and her legs lashed together. When she opened her eyes, she screamed at the sight that greeted her. Kne�ević, Leader of the Đumbleđore Član was on a spit roasting over a fire! Hearing her, a woman came over as said something in a language she didn’t understand. The woman had Clan brown hair and was wearing only wolf parts. She had a Clan-style wrap made of a pair of wolf pelts and a wide collar around her neck made of another wolf pelt. Jewelry and a crown, all made of wolf bones and teeth completed the outfit. Luna wrinkled her nose at the stench, when she realized that the furs had been tanned with urine. Looking around Luna saw other women dressed similarly. The one who had spoken to Luna stepped over to Kne�ević’s carcass, with her blade in hand, and sliced off a thin strip of flesh. She took a bite, then, offered it to her. Luna turned her head, sickened by the roast-pork smell of the meat. She struggled against her bonds but realized that she was too tightly bound to apparate away. She didn’t feel her wand behind her ear, but she couldn’t reach it, even if she had it. She had various shrunken objects in her pockets, but couldn’t enlarge them without her wand. She could only do a handful of wand-less charms, none of which seemed applicable, here. Maybe she could use her ring to resurrect a rescuer, or at least, a distraction? No, She didn’t feel the ring on her finger . . . that’s when she noticed that the strange stinky woman was wearing it! “You needn’t bother to resist,” said Jukić of the Everađ Član. Luna hadn’t recognized her amongst the crowd, in her wolf-woman outfit. “Goddess, why have you forsaken me?” asked Jukić. “Why have you come to share in our damnation?” The closer woman was trying harder to force Luna to eat the piece of human flesh. Luna gathered her courage and spat in the face of the woman try to force the meat down her. The woman became angry, threw the meat in the fires and yanked Luna by the hair! When Luna was tied to a spit and hung over the fire, she wand-lessly cast a flame freezing charm. She giggled when she realized that she was just like Wendel the Weird. This reminded her of a muggle song Herimione had introduced her to by someone called Weird Al. “Sometimes I feel like I need a vacation, Sometime I feel like I need to go, To the City of Cavemen, the City of Bedrock, I’d be a Flintstone and I’ll tell you why . . .” sang Luna, as they piled more wood on the fire and the flames surrounded her. When Luna failed to be cooked by the flames, the women became more and more frightened. The ones who knew her, fell on their faces and begged their Goddess’ forgiveness as Luna continued to sing: “...Yaba Daba Yaba Daba Daba Doo now! Yaba Daba Daba Daba Doo now!” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Ayla stomped off to the see the two prisoners she’d caught. They were still tied up and had been put in a corner of the cave. “Who are you! Where is your hideout?” demanded Ayla, in Đanađananđa, as she pointed her wand and one of them. The wolf woman glared at her defiantly. “Where is your hideout?” demanded Ayla again, in Sungaean. She went through every language she knew but the woman refused to answer. “Oppugno!” shouted Ayla as a flock of birds flew out the end of her wand to attack the woman. The wolf woman wriggled and cried out but refused to answer Ayla. Ayla alternated yelled incantations and “WHERE IS YOUR HIDEOUT?” as she tried every hex she could think of until the wolf woman died from shock. She then turned her wand on the other prisoner. “I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” said the woman, in Sharamudoi. “What’s your name?” demanded Ayla. “Serenio,” said the woman. “I didn’t want to join them. They made me! They killed my baby son and made me eat him. Thank you for rescuing me! They have a hidden cave! I’ll tell you how to find it!” After hastily getting directions, Ayla led a group off to rescue Luna. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Ayla halted the group before they arrived, and crept forward with Krstu and Đalibor until they were close enough to see the bush that concealed the entrance of the gorge the S’Armunnai were hiding in. “This Weech wants to try out a new potion she has been work on,” signed Ayla, as she remembered Luna’s description of the Polyjuice Potion. The recipe wasn’t in the books Luna had as she hadn’t taken advanced N.E.W.T. potions. So Ayla had tried to recreate it based on Luna’s description of its’ effects and her own knowledge of potions and herbs. It had taken a full month to brew and she hadn’t had a chance to test it yet. Ayla pulled out the hair she’d taken from Serenio and put it in the horn flask she stored the potion in. The potion roiled and gave off noxious fumes! Ayla held her nose shut and drank it down. She felt nauseous at first, and then her features started changing! Her hair and eyes turned darker, her breasts got smaller, and her height decreased slightly. Soon she looked exactly like Serenio, the wolf woman, born of the Sharamudoi, that they’d captured! “This woman will go in, and start hexing them,” signed Ayla as she slipped out of her dress and into the stinky wolf belts that the S’Armunnai wore, that she’d taken from the dead one. “When you hear me shouting out spells, lead the others in the attack.” Krstu nodded as her Mate slipped back to tell the others. Ayla boldly walked forward and pushed her way past the bush that concealed the entrance of the gorge. Her stomach roiled at the sights, and smells, that greeted her, as well as the aftereffects of the potion inside her. There was a thick smell of cooked meat in the air. Glancing over, Ayla saw the partially eaten remains of the former Leader of the Đumbleđore Clan laying on the ground, haphazardly. Realizing what the cook-meat smell was, Ayla though she might be sick. Another bad smell, was the urine stench of the furs that she and all the other women were wearing. Not to mention the unwashed stink of the women, themselves! But the most horrifying sight was of Luna, tied to a spit, surrounded by flames singing: “Wanna chill with a sabre tooth tiger! Wear a loin-cloth, natural fiber! Be the 1st Rolling Stone subscriber! Got a pterodactyl for a wind shield wiper! Yaba Daba Yaba Daba Daba Doo now! Yaba Daba Yaba Daba Daba Doo now! Yaba Daba Yaba Daba Daba Doo now! Don’t know what it means, but I got a sing it anyhow!” “ACIO LUNA!” screamed Ayla, as she pointed her wand at Luna. Luna came hurling for her, spit and all. “Hi Ayla! Miss me!” giggled Luna in English. Ayla and the others didn’t even try to hide their presence any more. They just charged in, screaming in fury, hurling spears and Ayla casting Hexes, Jinxes and Curses! “Tarantallegra!” yelled Ayla, causing a wolf woman to begin dancing into the fire. “Aguamenti!” shouted Ayla, as she squirted a stream of water out of her wand and down the throat of another wolf woman. “Confrigio!” shouted Ayla, as she caused a wolf woman’s wolf bone necklace to explode, decapitating her. “Diffindo!” yelled Ayla, as a red beam shot out of her wand and amputated the spear arm of a wolf woman poised to stab Krstu in the back. When Luna was spotted, the Đumbleđores and Ayla became even more enraged. No quarter was given as nearly every single woman of the S’Armmunai was put to the spear. (or wand) “No!” shouted, Luna when Radić moved to finish the cowering wolf women who used to be Everarđs or Đumbleđores. “Cut me loose, Ayla!” Once Ayla had done so, Luna rushed up to save the traitors. “Take them back to the Cave,” commanded Luna. “We’ll deal with them there!” LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL Once they’d returned to the Đumbleđore Član’s cave, Luna apparated to the Everarđ Član’s cave and portkeyed them over. Then, Serenio and the other surviving shanghaied members of the S’Armunnai were gathered together and forced to kneel, surrounded by angry, spear wielding members of their former Clans. “All of you, have broken the biggest, most universal, taboo of all!” began Luna, in the Đananđananđa language. “You might say you were forced to eat of human flesh, but I was in the same situation and chose to risk death, rather than eat! Since you all think it is acceptable to eat others, you are hereby sentences to be delicious!” One by one, Luna began transfiguring them into Umgubular Slashkilters, iridescent blue, pig-like creatures with four prehensile tentacles growing off their backs. Serenio was transformed into a male one, so they would be able to bread more of them. “I know they taste good, but you should not kill all of them, or there won’t be any more,” explained Luna. Hearing her words, the new creatures ran off into the forest! Luna twisted the ring on her hand that she had recovered from Ataroa, once Ayla had rescued her, as she watched the Umgubular Slashkilters retreat into the forest. She hadn’t yet had a chance to mourn her owl. Fighting back the tear, she decided not to bring back Ansalong, the owl had been advancing in age. Indeed, it was surprising that she’d been able to lay a clutch of eggs. “So, show me these eggs that Ansalong laid,” commanded Luna. Krstu led Luna and Ayla to the Nest, Luna’s owl had made in on a ledge of rock near the ceiling of the cave. “Looks like you did the right thing,” praised Luna as she examined the warming charm, Ayla had cast on the eggs. Ansalong was always sad that she hardly ever got to carry letters. But with Đučaviča living here now, her owlets will have work to do, Maybe Bangar could have an owl too, so that the centaurs could send letters?” CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC Now that the distant Clans were safe from the S’Armunnai, Luna and Ayla carefully took the owl nest with them and returned to their cave. Spring turned into summer, and the time came for the Summer Gathering. Everyone was surprised when Ura came, heavily pregnant. But not near as surprised as Durc was when she delivered her son at the Summer Gathering . . . a son with Zeen’s gray eyes! “Do you want to talk about it?” asked Aslancles. “Yes,” replied Durc. “Do want to go hunting while we talk?” “Do you intend to deal with your frustration by giving me The Signal?” asked Aslancles. Durc blushed and gaped at the sphinx. “No!” stammered Durc. “This man just want to get away from the Gathering so was could talk!” Another surprise from the beginning of the Summer Gathering, had been the news that Androcles, had died over the winter. Apparently, Sphinxes were even shorter lived than the Clan. Although Gynocles was able to retain her position as dominant female, Oedicles had become the new Leader of the Circe Clan. This year, Krstulović was the Red-foot, as one of the young men of her Clan, Rađlbar, came of age, He also succeeded in his manhood hunt that summer and at the end of the Summer Gathering, he was mated to one of the new young women, Đihovilo. The other new woman, �el�e, was too traumatized by recent events in the Đumblđore Član’s territory. She asked to leave her Član and after spending a summer with Iza, Mara, Mariza and the Centaur herd, she decided that she wanted to remain with the Bellapheron Clan. The centaurs had begun discussing the possibility of splitting up as the herd was getting too big. To facilitate this, Bangar took on an acolyte, Rosen, who, in turn had taken �el�e, as his 2nd Mate. Of course with the loss of several key members, including their Leader, there were many changes in the Đumbleđore Član, with Đalibor, emerging as the new Leader. WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW The Summer Gathering ended, as summer tuned into autumn. The Clans went home and the Weeches harvested their magical herb garden. This winter, Iza and Zeen would be studying magic separately, each taught by their mother. The exception being: Care of Magical Creatures, which, Ayla would teach, while Luna would transfigure someone into various magical creatures. “And this, is a Miniature, Giant Space Hamster,” lectured Ayla, as Luna transfigured Zar from a manticore, into a small rodent. “But it’s the same size as a regular hamster!” protested Zeen. But Iza, like Ayla, wasn’t good enough in Zeen’s N.E.W.T. subjects to learn silent casting, Patroni, or apparation. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEQUpAICv6w
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