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.The boy cocked the stick back and threw it at Eveneye.The stick bounced off of Eveneye’s nose and the child erupted with laughter.Goldenheart followed.“Well,” she said between laughs, “he is entertaining.”“Look, Goldie, I’m a very respected member of this kingdom.I’m a member of the council that advises King Irontooth.He will listen to me.I’ll go after breakfast.You’ll see.Everything will be all right.”Goldenheart looked at her husband with love in her eyes and smiled.“I hope so, Even.I hope so.”DefianceIt was a very busy morning in the main tunnel that led through the center of Gray Mountain and up to the King’s castle.Eveneye grimaced as he made his way through.He had been hoping for the smallest amount of traffic possible.The main tunnel was where the majority of business was conducted in the kingdom.The tunnel was about fifty yards wide with an arched ceiling that stood thirty feet high.Drawn along the ceiling were artful depictions of key events in the history of the bears.The bears were very proud of their history and any adult could name each event shown along the length of the tunnel.The walls were stark, with the exception of the torches that lit the tunnel.The walls were kept mostly clear due to the fact that merchants and traders set up booths and stands, taking up all of the wall space that was not occupied by light sources.There were merchants and traders of all kinds.There were many stands set up where a bear might purchase things to decorate their cave.Patterned blankets and rugs of all colors hung in display, as well as tapestries to hang on cave walls.Soft mattresses filled with straw or feathers leaned against the walls of the tunnel as well.The bears were also fine artists.Paintings of King Irontooth could be purchased as well as recreations of some of the historical events that adorned the ceiling of the main tunnel.Strongback’s lighting of the Everflame was a particular favorite.Housewares were also a popular commodity.The metal workers were selling pots and pans as well as grates to place over a fire for grilling.The woodworkers did a bit better for themselves as they sold tables and cabinets for storage.Some bears had wooden doors fit to the front of their caves, though most found doors to be rude and antisocial.The woodworkers also delved into the artistic and their carvings were very popular.At the present time, it was popular to have a carving done of your family and have it hung on the wall.Eveneye had been looking into it for himself and Goldenheart, but he thought that maybe it would seem empty without the addition of a cub.There was also a booth set up for leisure activities.Just last week, Eveneye had purchased a johnball.He and Whiteclaw were very good johnball players and at least once per week, played with other bears in the kingdom.Johnball was a simple enough sport, the goal being to move the johnball into your opponent’s territory by any means necessary.They played in teams of five and the team who had crossed into their opponent’s territory the most, at the end of an hour, was the victor.The johnball Eveneye had purchased was a spherical, dark brown leather ball with a stone on the inside for weight.The johnballs used now were less barbaric than what was used by the inventors of the game, some years back.The story follows that a man was out hunting bear and, rightly so in the bears’ eyes, was killed by his prey.The bears who had killed the man then played a game with his head as the ball.Having previously seen that upon the man’s trousers was written, property of John Hoell III, it was decided that the game would be called Johnball.To make it popular for the masses, as most bears do not enjoy playing with corpses, the ball was “redesigned.”As Eveneye passed, the activities merchant waved.Eveneye quickly turned, as if he had not seen him.He was not eager to be pulled into conversation today.The main tunnel was also where the bears purchased their food.Breads, cheeses, fruits, vegetables, different cuts of meat and certainly fish.The fish merchants were like a little market of their own, selling all types of fish.There were stands selling salmon, mackerel, bass, trout, cod, halibut, tuna fish and sword fish, catfish, herring, pickerel, chub, carp, smelt, grouper, flounder, perch, haddock, sardines, sole, tilapia and even candied anchovies for the cubs.This section of the tunnel was always the busiest.No bear could pass through without having their mouth begin to water.Eveneye tried to make his way through the tunnel as inconspicuously as possible.The boy was in a sac that hung around Eveneye’s neck, just as the fish had been carried the night before.Eveneye was tempted to check the sac many times as he moved through the tunnel, due to the fact that the boy never fussed or even made a sound.He was remarkably well behaved and it struck Eveneye as being a little odd.He didn’t dare open the sac in the tunnel, as the last thing he wanted to do was draw attention to himself.However, as he passed Hawksfoot, the old salmon merchant, his luck ran out.“Eveneye! Hey! Let’s see your catch!”Eveneye moved quickly toward the old bear.The sooner he could get to him, the sooner the bear would stop drawing attention with his yells.Hawksfoot was an old bear with gray fur and wide, staring eyes.He had been a celebrated fisher in his day, but had long since lost the necessary reflexes.It had not made him bitter though.Instead, Hawksfoot had turned to selling fish, which it seemed he loved just as much.He was always in a friendly mood and always eager to see Eveneye’s catches.“Eveneye, what have you brought me this morning? Night fishing again? I’ll bet you’ve got a big catch to sell me today, don’t you?” Hawksfoot ogled the fish sac with expectant eyes.He always made great profit from Eveneye’s catches.“No.Nothing today, Hawk.Just passing through today.Sorry.” Eveneye tried to be casual but his words came hurried and awkward.“You all right?” asked Hawksfoot, narrowing his eyes a bit.“Oh, me? Fine,” Eveneye chuckled.“Just up late, night fishing.You know.”“So you do have fish! Let me see em.” Hawksfoot stepped forward and reached for the sac.“No!” shouted Eveneye.“I mean…I can’t.They’re not for sale.I’m on my way to see the King.”“I should have known,” said Hawksfoot, smiling.“I always said you was the smartest bear I know.You’ve got yourself a prize catch there and you’re off to offer it up to the King.You’re a keen one, Eveneye, real sharp.”“Well, you’ve figured me out,” laughed Eveneye, visibly relieved.“Go ahead and run on, so those fish stay fresh.Go on.”Eveneye nodded at the old bear and made his way onward.He had been so nervous talking to Hawksfoot that he was surprised that his legs still worked [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]