The History of the Habrigale (Needs a Better Name)

The true history of Australia, and the ancient history of the world. Read this book at your own risk, as discovering how joyous life once was may bring your grief.


4. Chapter Three: Kaiyar Visits the Hyenas


Heeooeeoonar lead Kaiyar and Awoolerar a long way through the jungle, until Kaiyar noticed that the shrubbery was beginning to thin. Looking out to the horizon, he could see a desert ahead, and he began to panic a little.

                ‘Where are you taking us?’ He demanded to know. ‘You’re not leading us into the desert to die are you?’

                ‘No.’ The hyena replied, looking very hurt at the suggestion of such cruelty. ‘I am leading you to my home city.’

                Kaiyar said nothing more about his uneasy feelings toward the carnivore, and tried to make sure Awoolerar did not choke him. The poor creature was still quite scared of the hyena, and refused to let go of Kaiyar’s neck.

                About half-an-hour into the walk, Kaiyar decided to nickname his two new friends, simply because he knew if he ever had to write them a letter he would not be able to. Their names were far too complicated either to say or write. So he called Heeooeeoonar Heeo, and Awoolerar he called Awoo. He did not bother about adding the masculine ‘ar’ on the end, because – after all – these were only nicknames.

                Gradually, the forest disappeared, and the three found themselves walking through a red desert. Asootrayoolah did not have many deserts, but here was one, and Heeo did not seem put out by it at all. Kaiyar, however, did not like red dirt, the sad shrubbery, or the hot, burning sun. He wished to go back to the jungle, but at the same time was glad to have a friend, even if he was a hyena. So he continued following.

                ‘If my pack should become restless,’ Heeo began saying as they approached a tall, impressively solid red cliff, ‘there may or may not be something I can do about it. Kaiyar, I suggest you call yourself Kaieen, just in case.’

                Kaiyar frowned. ‘But I am not a girl. Why should I have ‘een’ on the end of my name?’

                ‘I think it would be safer if you posed as a girl.’ Heeo explained. ‘My pack are not so eager to attack women and children.’

                ‘Shall I say I am thirteen then, too?’ Kaiyar said, half in jest.

                Heeo only nodded seriously. ‘Yes, that would be a good idea.’

                On Kaiyar’s shoulder, Awoo trembled even more. ‘What if we are both eaten?!’ He cried, but I will stop relating these incidents, because we’ve been over them a thousand times, and I’m sure they’re bothering you just as much as they bothered Heeo.

                At last they reached a dead end, where they faced the majestic red cliffs. Standing up this close to them, Kaiyar saw that there were occasional holes in the walls, so that he could make out the faces of hyenas staring down at them from several storeys high. The hyenas, Kaiyar concluded, must live inside these cliffs.

                Heeo led them through a low hole at the front of the cliff, and Kaiyar followed tentatively. But he was beginning to trust this strange hyena.

                ‘Please!’ Awoo began muttering in his ear as they entered the dark cave – they could no longer see anything. ‘Let’s turn around! Let’s get out of here!’

                ‘But if we leave we will offend Heeo.’ Kaiyar pointed out. ‘And I would like to be his friend.’

                ‘But what if we get eaten?!’ Awoo shouted again, and Kaiyar realised he was beginning to tire of the silly howler monkey. He thought about dropping him right then and there…

                ‘There is no harm in pleasing the both of you.’ Kaiyar returned. ‘We will only stay for a very short amount of time, so you see, nobody will be unhappy.’

                ‘We will all be unhappy!’ Awoo moaned, but he said nothing further on the matter.

                Suddenly, and without warning, there was a bright flare of light, and Kaiyar instinctively shielded his eyes. Next he heard howling, and laughing, which made him tremble in fear. When he opened his eyes, his fear only grew worse.

                They were standing in the middle of a massive, hollowed out cliff, which had high walls all around it. Many hyenas stood on the walls and snarled down at them, circling them dangerously. If they so chose, they could jump down and… well, eat them all.

                Fire torches circled the room, an in the middle there was a large bonfire. But there was an even scarier thing in the middle of the large bonfire: a stone throne, on which sat the biggest hyena of them all. The king of all hyenas.

                ‘Heeooeeoonar!’ The king snapped, obviously tired of the ugly hyenas antics. Kaiyar began to think perhaps following him had been a bad idea. ‘What have you brought for us today?’

                ‘I have brought friends.’ Heeo replied.

                ‘For dinner?!’ A baby hyena cried excitedly, running circles around the visitors. ‘I love dinner! Food! Yum! Guests!’

                ‘Silence, annoying little hyena!’ The king snapped, and the hyena ran off howling in terror. ‘I imagine Heeo thinks he has finally found some friends and does not want us to eat them.’

                ‘That is right.’ Heeo replied. ‘May I show them around our city?’

                ‘Zythooina is not for non-hyenas.’ The king answered. ‘But fine. I give them permission to tour our city and grant them protection. If anyone harms your friends in any way they will suffer my full and complete wrath. Perhaps,’ he added under his breath, ‘your friends will stop you from getting into trouble.’ Then, more loudly, he finished speaking. ‘But do not blame me if they accidentally kill themselves by falling off the cliff or something!’

                Then the king jumped down out of the fire and disappeared into the crowd. The other hyenas dispersed disappointedly, and Heeo turned delightedly to his new friends.

                ‘I told you you would not be eaten!’ He cried triumphantly. ‘Now come, let me show you around.’

                ‘I think we had better leave, actually.’ Kaiyar replied, remembering Awoo. ‘Perhaps we could come back another day.’

                Heeo was very upset by this, but he seemed to understand his friends’ unease. So he nodded and said, ‘all right then. I guess I’ll take you back to Da’affoie.’

                ‘Thank you.’ Kaiyar returned, trying to make the poor creature feel better about things.

                The three friends made their way slowly back to the human city, talking a little along the way (mainly about stupid things, really), and simply enjoyed one another’s company. None of them had ever had a friend before, which they supposed was quite strange, but they were glad to have each other.

                The sun set slowly as the approached the jungle, and by the time Kaiyar had made it to his home, it was quite dark. Fortunately, Heeo was able to convince a glow-fairy (today know as fireflies) to lead the way, so that Kaiyar and Awoo didn’t have to feel so frightened. It was so very kind, because Heeo could see perfectly at night.

                Kaiyar decided not to take his friends inside his house, lest his parents feared for his safety, so he said goodbye to them a little way from the front door.

                ‘Thank you for being my friends.’ He said, thinking he sounded a little pathetic. Then, before the others could thank him, he ran inside his house.


Kaiyar avoided his family successfully enough that night to not have to explain what had happened at school that day – or, rather, what had not happened. To make sure he didn’t have to speak to them in the morning either, he ran outside extremely early in the morning to speak to his new friends.

                Seeing as it looked like Justar Ayar would take a long time to summon Kaiyar, the three friends decided to fill in their time by building a home for the moose, or meese, as Heeo insisted they were called.

                Kaiyar wasn’t too sure why they were without a home, or why they had migrated from their supposedly cosy little city of Meese Golloie, but he felt grateful for the distraction and worked whole-heartedly.

                Yet, not all the animals in the forest were pleased with this idea. The meese had many enemies, primarily because the other creatures were highly suspicious of them due to their inability to speak. It was very strange that they were the only creatures that were unable to mutter even one word, but Heeo, Awoo, and Kaiyar decided not to hold that against them. The meese needed a home, and so they would have one.

                As they worked on the home, the slater bugs (whom were terrible gossips) would whisper rumours to Kaiyar about how the meese had simply forgotten their language, and thus were incredibly stupid. Other stories they told suggested that the meese had sold their language in exchange for their antlers, because they were so stupid and vain.

                None of the three friends really cared about these stories, however, and I am sure you feel the same way.

                While Kaiyar managed to keep his business a secret from his family, he was not able to keep it a secret from the animals in the forest. Soon trouble was brewing, and Kaiyar began to fear he would be attacked.

                But, as he came out of his waterfall-home very early one morning, he had the strangest feeling that – perhaps – he was wrong. After all, he was not the scared one. The one who was most scared about being harmed in return for helping the meese was Awoo. Heeo was not scared at all, as he could simply eat anyone who bothered him, including the lions.

                But Awoo… he was vulnerable.

                Kaiyar wasn’t sure why, but he began running to their meeting place. Not because he was excited to see his friends or eager to work, but for another reason, one he wasn’t certain of. But he knew he was scared. He was running because he was scared.

                He broke through the clearing that had taken the friends weeks to create, and looked round to see Heeo howling.

                ‘Heeo, Heeo!’ He cried. ‘What’s wrong? Where is Awoo?!’

                ‘He has been eaten!’ A tiny little howler monkey sobbed, and Heeo snapped at it angrily.

                ‘Don’t be silly!’ He said angrily. ‘No-one would dare eat Awoo. They know I would eat them in return.’

                But when he turned to look at Kaiyar, his face said otherwise.

                ‘He must have been kidnapped.’ Kaiyar decided at last. ‘And if so we must find him.’

                ‘Of course.’ Heeo agreed. ‘But how can we? Who would possibly take him?’

                ‘Some-one who hates the meese very much.’ Kaiyar decided, stopping to think. ‘And that would be…’

                Heeo sighed. ‘Oh dear.’

                Kaiyar sighed too. ‘This will be more than a little difficult.’

                ‘Those creatures are so silly.’

                ‘Yes, but they have our friend, so we must bother dealing with them.’

                Heeo nodded, wagged his tail, and began leading the way. ‘Come, Kaiyar. We must find our friend quickly.’

                ‘Yes. Before he is turned into a toad or something.’

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