A Leopard’s Discovery

Chapter 2

     “I’m Tone Mondalla, what’s your name?” Tone questioned gently. *This little one can’t even control her body temp.* **We will take her in.** A deep baritone growl faintly. Tone nodded, agreeing with her beast for once. 

     “Charlie..” the small girl replied slightly chattering her teeth from the cold. Seeing as it was in the middle of winter, Charlie was starting to freeze. Charlie noticed that something was different about her and looking down between her knees saw something that shocked her to the core. 

     “W.w.whhy..do I have a boys private part?! What happened to me?” Charlie started to cry. 

      Tone sighed * Damn, so she doesn’t even know what she is and even I have issues dealing with that part, how can I help this little girl?* 

    Tone looked at the little girl with a compassion in her eyes, hidden by her shades. 

     “Listen up!” Tone snapped. “You are a Mondalla, a species that came straight from an African Goddess blessed with a male beast to share your soul , which is split in three, to always be your protector. But after puberty and you transform from your beast..you..well..have a p***s meant to procreate with your fated mate but after hundreds of years in the slave trade and colonizing, fated mates became extremely rare so we are kind of stuck in this form. No one really knows what happens when you do meet your fated mate, the other third of your soul,..but we do what we can. We’ll talk more once we get you out of this cold.” Tone talking distracted Charlie from going into another crying fit but she still had small hiccups. 

   Charlie looked at Tone with her big jade eyes tearfully. Tone sighed heavily, she never had to talk this much but she guess dealing with a child is going to another notch on her belt aside her kill counts. 

     “Look kid, I had orders to kill a rogue Mondalla but seeing your not rogue, that order is null and void. Hmmm..how old are you, little one?” Tone inched closer to the little girl throwing some heat her way. 

     Charlie hiccuped, “I’m ten years old...and no where to go..” Charlie felt tear drop on her rounded cheeks. “My foster daddy tried to..tried to..hurt me and touch me in my private parts....When he got on t..top of me...I was so..so scared..” Tears falling more quickly as sob wracked her small body as she tried to make her body as small as possible. Tone felt her eyes grow hot and rage started to seep as a red haze creeped into her eyesight.

    “Where is he, Charlie?” Tone whispered towards the little girl. *I’m going to f*****g gut that bastard and shove his small little d**k down his throat* Tone growled in her mind feeling her beast rising to the surface. 

    “He..He’s gone..beastie killed him..” Charlie whispered. If Tone was human, she wouldn’t have heard the small thread of sound coming from her.

    “Good, your beast is strong. He got off easy though, his torture would’ve been so slow he would’ve begged for death..” Hearing the threatening words, Charlie raised her head seeing a stern frown on Tone’s face. 

     With a sob, Charlie launched her little body toward Tone and tried to wrap her little arms around her waist. Tone sighed again and wrapped the little mocha bundle in her embrace. 

    Tone let a small amount of black smoke waft from her mouth as she blew down on her little Mondalla, warming her up as Charlie cried her little heart out. Standing to her full height, Tone rocked slightly and patted gently on Charlies back, lulling the little girl to sleep after her fit of crying. Warm and cried out, Charlie let the darkness embrace her into sleep.

   Tone sighed, *I need a blunt.* and walked out the clearing with her little mocha bundle.