| Chapter 4 |
| � So, are you coming hunting with me next week?� William asked his friend. � Wait, wait. You�re going hunting? With him?� Diana asked bewildered. � Yeah, so?� Thomas asked, � oh, yeah. You don�t like people hunting. I forgot.� � You can�t possibly want to kill an innocent creature.� Said Diana. � Diana, if we kill an animal we eat it, and the purpose of hunting is for survival.� William explained. � William, we don�t need to kill animals on our own for food anymore. That is what the store is for. Or is that Royal behind of yours too lazy to get up and go there?� Diana asked with a quizzing look on her face. William the gentleman that he was just ignored her. He wasn�t in the mood for another fight. Diana was having a hard time keeping her strong emotions in. Each on would reflect in her eyes. Flashing like a light bulb when someone kept turn it on and off. She could feel herself changing. Diana got up and ran out of the restaurant. William and Thomas watched her go. � Is she ok?� William asked with concern. � She will be, she always gets like this when someone mentions hunting or something in that general area. It�s as if she�s an animal herself.� Thomas said shaking his head looking at the counter they were sitting at. � It�s getting pretty cloudy, maybe we should go get her.� William said. � Nah, I�ve had enough with her. She knows the way home.� Said Thomas. � Well, I�m going. It�s not safe for her. She�s only been here for a couple of weeks.� William said getting up and following Diana. William ran across the street as it started to drizzle. He could see Diana sitting on a bench in the park. As he got closer, Diana picked up the sound of his footsteps crunching on the now, wet grass. He sat down next to her and asked, � are you alright?� � Why do you care?� Diana asked defensively. � You�re me mates sister. And I�m the future king, I have to care about the people who live here.� William said. � How come only the people? Animals should have the same rights as us, I mean we�re animals too.� Diana asked William questionably. � Diana, animals are treated fairly here. That�s why you always need a license to hunt or fish. You have to understand that I hunt with my father. I don�t like to hurt animals, but it�s one of the only things that I get to do with my father nowadays. For now on I promise to let every animal that we are not going to use go. It won�t be hurt in anyway.� William said. � You promise to let every animal go that�s not needed for every time you hunt?� Asked Diana. � Yeah, I promise.� He said. � Thanks, I guess you�re not that bad.� Diana said with a small smile. � Of course I�m not that bad. I�m William.� He said smiling. |
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