be some anger and some bad words, but it will
pass."
123 The Hawk proved right. There were some bad moments, but in the end
it all turned out well.
124 The morning after their first mating Blue Blossom brought her son
to The Hawk. She knelt down beside him, and spoke softly to him, but
the little boy still looked very frightened.
125 The Hawk knelt down. "Tell him," he said, “I am his new father, and
he doesn't need to be afraid. All the things to fear have
gone by. He only needs now to learn how to
be happy. I will teach him how to ride the dogs, and how to be a
warrior. He will bear my name. He is my son."
126 When The Lady Hawk had translated, the boy began to cry. He spoke
softly to The Lady Hawk, and she answered him tenderly. "He does not
WANT your name," she answered. "He wants his blood father's name. He
loved his blood father, and promised him he would carry his name with
pride. He promises to be obedient and be your son, but asks if he may
keep his father's name."
127 "He is only a little boy," gasped The Hawk. "He said all THAT?"
128 "He said all that!" The Lady Hawk answered.
129 "Then, by The Lords," agreed The Hawk, "he'll keep his father's
name, and bear it proudly. I'll not take another man's heritage. His
name WILL be remembered! I will have more sons to bear my name!"
130 The Lady Hawk translated. The little boy smiled, held out his arms,
and The Hawk picked him up. From that day forth, until he reached his
manhood, Little Newt spent a lot of time with his 'Heart Father,’ as he
called The Hawk. Him and his sister were The Hawk's constant
companions. Wherever he went they came along.
131 Many times The Hawk heard the little girl crying out, "Wait for me,
brother!" as they frolicked