Humphrey and Leyla got off to a good restart and became the good Marafiki they had once been. While Humphrey spent a lot of time in the house, Leyla always left the back door open for him and sometimes he would venture out into the woods. Sometimes, he’d only be gone for a little while, others he’d be gone all day. But Leyla always trusted that he would come back, and he did, every time. Which is why when he didn’t one day, Leyla became worried.

It had been about two years since their encounter with Viggo. Life had carried on pretty easily. He never once showed up again after that. One day, Humphrey had gone out pretty early in the morning and Leyla thought nothing of it. He had done this hundreds of times before. He was still wild, after all. But as night began to fall, there was no sign of Humphrey and Leyla began to worry. He usually returned around sunset at the very latest. All of a sudden, fira, viper came slithering through the door, looking scared and panicked.

“Viper,” Leyla said, “what are wewe doing here?”

“Humphrey!” fira, viper shouted frantically. “They took him!”

“Who?” Leyla asked.

“Three humans,” fira, viper replied. “I was going about my siku when I saw Humphrey nearby. I was going to go say hi when he got hit with some kind of weird dart and then he fell over and three humans came out from behind the bushes and took him.”

“Where did they take him?” Leyla asked.

“I don’t know,” fira, viper replied, “but they were heading north.”

Leyla rushed outside but to her dismay, it was already too dark to see much.

“Damn it!” she said. “We’ll never find him now.”

“I can,” fira, viper said. “If their tracks are still warm, I can follow them.”

Meanwhile, Humphrey awoke to the sound of clamoring, but he knew he wasn’t at the zoo. As he looked around, all he saw were tents and people. That’s all there was for as far as he could see. He realized he was being carried kwa three people and immediately decided against trying to escape. There were way too many people around and he had no idea where he was au how big this campsite was. He wondered how he was going to get out of this when he noticed where he was being taken and it scared him.

The three people carrying him were headed directly for a large tent that was made entirely out of mbwa mwitu pelts. The entire thing, from juu to bottom was made of various different pelts that had been sewn together. Humphrey saw many colors on the tent. Grey, white, black, yellow, tan, brown, even red. This was the tent of a hunter, and a ruthless one at that. The men pushed their way through the flap and tossed Humphrey onto the ground.

“Thank you,” a familiar voice said. “Now, leave us. We have much to discuss.”

The three men turned and walked out of the tent as Humphrey looked around. There was one meza, jedwali on each side of the tent. Behind the one on the left was a rack with various guns and knives on it. One small kisu looked like it was made out of a mbwa mwitu tooth. Behind the other meza, jedwali was a large chest. In the back-left corner was a rolled up sleeping bag and in the back-right corner was a smaller chest. But the most important thing was sitting right at the back of the tent among all the other stuff. There was a desk, and on juu of that dawati was a board with many weird pieces set up on it. A bunch of them were white and a bunch of them were black and they were all neatly arranged, the white ones on one side of the board and the black ones on the other side. But what Humphrey was focused on was who was sitting at the desk. It was Viggo. There was something else behind him, but Humphrey couldn’t see it because Viggo was obscuring it.

“I’m so glad wewe could jiunge us, Humphrey,” he said.

“What do wewe want with me?” Humphrey asked.

“Did I not promise wewe we’d see each other again?” Viggo asked. “I’m nothing if not a man of my word.”

“You know what I mean,” Humphrey said, getting annoyed. “And how can wewe even understand me?”

“Wow, I’d have thought wewe were smarter than this, Humphrey,” Viggo said. “I’ve been following wewe for your whole life, wewe seriously didn’t think I’d have learned a few things?”

“Why are wewe so obsessed with me?” Humphrey asked, impatiently.

“I Lost my parents because of you,” Viggo replied, calmly. “Well, not wewe directly. It was actually your grandparents who killed them. Did wewe ever wonder why your grandfather had that burn mark on his side? It’s because of me. I gave it to him. I was ten years old. We were out camping one night when we were attacked kwa your grandparents.

“In my attempt to protect my mother and father, I stuck my hand into the campfire and grabbed a burning log which I threw at Jack. His fur, manyoya burst into flames and he and Mary ran away. But it was too late. My parents were dead. And from that moment on, I resented all Mbwa mwitu loups and I vowed to kill your grandparents and every one of wewe that they cared about. As time passed, I grew strong and so did my hate toward your kind.

“Unfortunately, your grandparents died in the attack that claimed your pack and I was left furious. Fortunately, you, your sister, and your brother along with half of your pack were still out there. Your brother was too well guarded, and your sister had already been adopted and was under the protection of her new owner. So, wewe were my last option, Lost somewhere in the woods. As our chase dragged on, wewe continued to evade me, time and time again, and so my hate for wewe grew to what it is now.”

“So, what are wewe going to do?” Humphrey asked. “Kill me?”

“Oh, don’t be silly,” Viggo replied. “The game hasn’t even begun yet. We’ve only just met. I want to see what you’re made of now that wewe know I’m here. But know this, when the time does come, and it will come, I have the perfect spot for you-”

Viggo turned and leaned back in his chair, facing toward the ukuta of his tent, and revealing what was behind him.

“-right here, in between your parents.”

Standing behind Viggo, was a wooden rack with two full body mbwa mwitu pelts hanging from it with a space in between them for one more. A look of horror came over Humphrey’s face as he realized that Viggo wasn’t bluffing. He recognized his mother’s blackish-purple kanzu, koti of fur, manyoya anywhere.

Humphrey’s emotion suddenly turned from one of sadness to flaming anger. Just as he was about to leap on Viggo, a loud commotion was heard in the campsite. Viggo sat back up in his chair, putting his hands together on his desk.

“I see your Marafiki have come for you,” he said, smiling. “That is all, my friend. wewe may leave now. Let us save all this fighting nonsense for inayofuata time. I do truly look mbele to it.”

A clever grin stretched across Viggo’s face as Humphrey reluctantly turned and rushed out of the tent. As Humphrey exited the tent, he immediately saw what was causing the commotion. Leyla had apparently come for him. Humphrey rushed after her as Viggo came out of his tent and called his men off.

“Humphrey!” Leyla shouted when she saw him.

“Leyla! It’s Viggo!” Humphrey yelled.

“We don’t have time for that,” fira, viper said. “Let’s get out of here.”

“Viper!” Humphrey exclaimed. “What are wewe doing here?”

“What does it look like?” she replied. “I’m saving you, dummy, now come on!”

The trio quickly retreated back through the woods to Leyla’s house.

“Now, what happened there?” Leyla asked.

“Viggo told me everything,” Humphrey replied. “Apparently, my grandparents killed his parents and he’s-”

“I know,” Leyla cut in. “I already knew all that. Years and years ago, he came to me for help in his madman's quest, but I just called him crazy. When I met wewe and wewe told me your story, I put the pieces together and realized it was wewe he was chasing. That’s part of why I sent wewe to the zoo. I wanted to keep wewe salama from him. He wouldn’t be able to try anything if wewe were there.”

“Why didn’t wewe tell me about him when we met?” Humphrey asked.

“One, wewe were injured, and wewe didn’t need to be stressed out any zaidi than wewe were,” Leyla explained, “and two, kwa the time wewe were healed, wewe had become my friend and I didn’t want to do that to you.”

“What else did he say?” fira, viper asked.

“He alisema something about how the game has only begun and how he wants to see what I’m made of,” Humphrey replied.

“That’s not good,” Leyla said. “That means he’s going to be coming for you. Everything’s a game to him. He’s going to try and deceive you, trick wewe into doing what he wants without wewe even knowing it. You’re going to think you’re one step ahead, but you’ll actually be two steps behind.”

Humphrey had a distraught look on his face as he soaked all of this in.

“Come on,” Leyla said, “get some rest.”

Humphrey followed Leyla into the house and surprisingly, so did Viper.

“Viper?” Humphrey said. “You’re staying?”

“Yeah,” she replied. “I feel better about her. She seems like she really cares about you. And if wewe trust her, then I do too.”

“You sure you’ll be okay?” Humphrey asked. “I mean it’s not like there are any trees in here.”

“I’m sure I’ll find a small nook au something to curl up in,” fira, viper reassured him.

“Well then, goodnight, Viper,” Humphrey said, smiling.

“Goodnight, Humphrey,” she replied.

The inayofuata few weeks were pretty stressful for the three of them. Viggo was on everyone’s minds. Humphrey went out of the house less often and everyone was on high alert. They had no idea when he was going to come for Humphrey. fira, viper continued spending the nights in various nooks and crannies around Leyla’s house. She would act as a sort of messenger, going out some days to see what information she could gather.

She eventually caught wind of someone referred to only as “The Wolfslayer” going around Jasper. When she brought this news back to Humphrey and Leyla they began to think it was Viggo at first until they ran into him once. They managed to escape but fira, viper later brought word back about a pack that had been attacked kwa The Wolfslayer at the same time that they were with Viggo. However, this was even zaidi worrying because now there were two murderous mbwa mwitu hunters roaming Jasper. Over the course of eight long years, the three of them lived together pretty peacefully, and grew to all be very close Marafiki until one day, one encounter changed Humphrey’s life forever.