Miminga was trying to understand what her father was saying, but deep down it was obvious that she knew about it, it was about Hector, her father didn't knew his name, but she did, and she quickly realized he was talking about "that human" from over 6 years ago… That human boy that had given him a delicious beetle and then always brought him tasty human food like oranges, pie, grilled meat, sandwiches, and all sorts of delicacies.
It could be said that she was conquered by her stomach a little bit, because each nice memory she has with him was the two enjoying some tasty food and then catching bugs which he collected and made fight, and sometimes gave them to her so she could eat them too. She remembered that those bugs tasted extra tasty when they were gifted from him… It was a fluffy feeling she always felt with this weird human boy.
At first she felt a bit weirded out by him, but she acted friendly because he didn't seemed harmful, but slowly, she learned that he was nice, and without realizing it, due to being a child, she acted quite clingy and lovingly with him, even licking his face sometimes, or coiling her tail around him, something that only lovers ever did!
"Uwaaahh…" Miminga couldn't help but cover her face every time she remembered those memories with him… But she also remembered the sad part, when their journey together ended due to the fear of her father and her mother…
"Miminga… You cannot meet that boy anymore." Her father said to her back then. His eyes seemed filled with authority and ruthlessness. He knew it was her best friend, and he knew that she liked him… However, it was not right for him in that time, for a lizardman and a human to be friends, and even worse, it seemed that both were developing feelings for one another."E-Eh? But… Why? He's nice to me, he's not a bad human! He gives me bugs and tasty food… I've even shared it with you before… D-Didn't you enjoyed the oranges, or the pie?" She pleaded, Miminga back then tried her hardest to convince her parents Hector was a good person.
"I-I know he's a good child, my daughter…" Sighed her mother. "But humans and… the other people of that village, of that entire society… They despise us. He's a child, he doesn't know what's the common sense yet of those people, but when he learns, he'll slowly change, and he'll realize that you're… only a monster to him."
"E-Eh? But that's… He would never!" Said Miminga angrily, as tears began to flow out of her beautiful and big eyes. "He's… my best friend… He said he… he liked being with me! He would never say what you said, mom! You're lying!" Miminga raised her voice against her mother loudly and angrily, slapping her big tail into the floor and making a loud sound, a sign that a lizardman was angry and challenging another to a battle.
Her father felt angered and frustrated by her insistence and childish nature, as he angrily slapped her face!
SLAP!
"Auugh…!" Miminga cried, falling into the floor defeated.
"Don't raise your voice against your mother, Miminga! We are your parents! We do what we do because we LOVE you! We want the best for you… We don't want you to become a prey for them… I don't want to lose my daughter… I don't want you… to all of us to die because you ended telling this boy where we lived… You have to be careful! Don't you remember what THEY did to your grandfather?!" Asked her father, as Miminga's eyes opened wide, remembering that she was told by her father that her grandfather was mercilessly slaughtered in the village when he had come exclusively to make a treaty of peace with them, the last chance the Pastoralists had to create an alliance with the nation and could had even been accepted as a race of people and not monsters…"They're ruthless people without heart…" Sighed her mother. "You must not talk to that boy again… I… I am sorry, Miminga, I know it hurts… I know it very well… But it has to be done like this…" Cried her mother.
"Miminga, please, understand…" Sighed her father, as he hugged her and lifted her up. "I-I am sorry for hitting you, I won't hit you ever again… I… I lost a bit of my temper…"
"Sniff… Buaaaah! I want to meet Hector…" Cried Miminga.
"But you can't… Not… anymore." He cried.
"Sniff… But can I… meet him one last time at least? To say my goodbyes to him?" She cried.
"…"
"…"
Her two parents looked at one another for a few seconds, knowing that their girl was too emotionally attached to him, not talking to him ever again without even saying goodbye would be too painful for her, at the very least, she wanted to meet him one last time.
"…Okay." Said her mother.
"Eh? B-But…!" Said her father, however, her mother stopped him from talking.
"That's enough, Kraxka, it is one last time…" Said her mother. "You promise us that you won't go out anymore after that, Miminga?"
Miminga nodded silently, as she seemed to have understood.
"Okay… You may go tomorrow; at the same hour you always go…" She said.
"Thanks…" Sighed Miminga back then, as she walked back to her room.
That night, Miminga tried to find some sort of gift, a parting gift to her friend, something that could last longer. Food? All what she ate at home was just stew and grilled food, the food of Hector's home was way tastier and more memorable, it wouldn't do… Perhaps cool bugs that he liked to collect? No, they would probably die anyways, bugs were short-lived creatures.
As Miminga began to eat the last and sweet piece of orange pie gifted to her by Hector some days ago, she suddenly felt her last fang that had yet to change move around her jaws, until it fell off into the floor…
"Oh…"
