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Tusker

Thunder: An Elephant’s Journey Book 4

By

Erik Daniel Shein & Melissa Davis


Though inspired by true events, this book is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

World Castle Publishing, LLC

Pensacola, Florida

Copyright © 2018 Arkwatch Holdings, LLC, and Erik Daniel Shein

Co-Author: Melissa Davis

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Hardback ISBN: 9781629898032

Hardback Collector ISBN: 9781629897745

Paperback ISBN: 9781629897752

eBook ISBN: 9781629897769

First Edition World Castle Publishing, LLC, May 14, 2018

http://www.worldcastlepublishing.com

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Editor: Maxine Bringenberg


Table of Contents


Chapter 1 – Hide and Seek

Chapter 2 – Kids!

Chapter 3 – Tusker’s in Trouble

Chapter 4 – Gamba’s Quest

Chapter 5 – Thunder Takes Off for Another Adventure

Chapter 6 – Kali the Adventurer

Chapter 7 – Cronan vs. Naya

Chapter 8 – The Prank’s on Kali

Chapter 9 – Cronan’s Plotting Revenge

Chapter 10 – More Friends on the Horizon

Chapter 11 – Jabari Drops from the Trees

Chapter 12 – Harold and Neville

Chapter 13 – Tusker’s Rescue

Chapter 14 – Cheer Up Tusker

Chapter 15 – Valley of the Bones

Chapter 16 – Cronan’s Attack!

Chapter 17 – That Kid is in Trouble

Chapter 18 – Lyca’s Redemption

Chapter 19 – Pins and Needles




Chapter 1

Hide and Seek


Birds twittered in the trees above as fingers of light splashed through the green leaves shimmering in small lines on the ground. A tiny blue morpho caterpillar named Katerina was munching on an elephant ear in such large gulps she barely inhaled any air. The leaf shook slightly and she glared at the intrusion.

“Hey! I’m eating here!”

“Oh, sorry,” a small elephant called up to her.

“Quiet, T.J., or they’ll find us.” Julian, a small plated lizard, poked him on the back with the tip of his tail. He was perched on top of the elephant’s head, peering out from the side of the tree.

Thunder Junior, an African pygmy elephant, was playing a game of hide and seek with his friends. They rarely called him Thunder, due to the fact that his father had the same name. When he was first born, the elephant calf’s stomp was just as loud the roaring thunder above. This was a trait that he shared with his father, Thunder, which was why he had the same name. He still responded to Thunder, but for the most part he had taken to the nickname his friends had given him. His parents still called him Junior, often making him feel like a baby. Even though he was still a young elephant, he did not want to be treated like a baby.

“Right…sorry.” His whisper was so quiet only the mouse crouching nearby seemed to take notice. He stopped scrounging in the dirt underneath him and wrinkled his nose at T.J. before going back to his scavenging.

“Ears up, T.J. Here comes Copper,” Julian cautioned him.

T.J. was hiding behind a large tree. It barely covered any of him, and try as he might he could not get his sides to squish in enough to conceal himself. Not that it mattered though. Copper was an African grey parrot with very poor eyesight. When the bird started to approach the tree, T.J. held his ears up straight at the sides of his head and pretended to be leaves sprouting from the tree.

“Yoohooo! Where are you?” the parrot called out. He circled around the forest a few times before landing on a small boulder nearby. “Hellooooo?”

T.J. giggled slightly, and Julian pulled at one of the hairs that popped out of the folds of his skin. “Shush!”

When T.J. swatted at him with his trunk, the lizard went flying through the air. He landed on the ground behind him, barely stopping at the base of the plant below. The caterpillar above him held on for her life as the leaves shimmied back and forth. Shaking her head at the pair of them, Katerina grumbled to herself. Then she inched to the corner of the leaf and started to chow down again.

T.J. looked back at Julian and giggled again. “Sorry, Julian!”

Upon hearing the laughter, Copper flew into the air and examined the tree closely. The parrot closed one eye, as if it would make the other work better. “Hmm…. Where is that elephant?”

A small bug flew onto T.J.’s trunk. His eyes crossed as he tried to see what it was. The bug started to wriggle down the length of his trunk, and its tiny legs tickled him with each step. As the bug moved to the tip, T.J. felt a sneeze working its way out. He scrunched his trunk shut and tried to hold it off. The more the bug moved, the harder it was to avoid the itchy feeling crawling through the nasal passageways. T.J. held every muscle in his body as tight as he could, making a last-ditch effort to stay still, but he could no longer fight it. Two things happened at once. A loud sneeze erupted from his trunk, and a loud trumpet sound came from his rear.

“Oh my…that’s just….” Julian sat up and tried to wave away the wafting gas that ripped through the air. The lizard got woozy as he inhaled the stench, and fainted to the ground.

“What did you eat? For the love of….” The caterpillar on the leaf looked over at T.J. in alarm as her eyes started to water. Katerina tugged at the leaf and tried to roll it around herself to make a tiny shelter to protect her from the smell that saturated the air. She glared at T.J. from the small holes she had chomped through the leaf. “Can’t I just eat in peace?”

T.J. blushed slightly, and his front legs came together in front of him as he apologized. “Sorry!”

“Ah-ha! Found you!” Copper flew over to T.J.’s back and sat down. He looked at the collapsed lizard on the ground and tilted his head in confusion. “What’s wrong with him?” The parrot sniffed the air and coughed a little. “Did I do that?”

“No, Copper. That was T.J.!” Julian called up from the ground. Putting his hands up like a corpse reanimating, he pulled himself up and walked like a zombie toward T.J., and stopped just before his friend. “Seriously, we need to put a cork in you.”

“Or he needs to eat his veggies.” Thunder’s mother Kumani ambled slowly over to them, followed by his father Thunder.

“Mom! I hate tubers! I’d rather have fruit.”

“Junior, listen to your mother.” Thunder’s eyes narrowed on his son, even though he was having trouble keeping his face straight. Thunder was often entertained by his son’s antics.

“T.J., Dad! Don’t call me Junior. Ugh!” T.J. stomped on the ground in frustration. His foot slammed down so hard the trees started to shake.

The black and yellow caterpillar who had been rolled up in the leaf came hurtling to the ground. Katerina landed in a tiny heap and dust kicked up around her. She coughed and sputtered for a moment as the dust attached to the fur around her face. Then she stood up on her back legs and used her tiny leg to make a fist up at him. “Why I oughta!”

None of them seemed to take notice of the caterpillar as they started to move away from the tree. Katerina crossed her legs in front of her and her face contorted in anger, before a small drop of moisture formed near her eye. Her bright black and greenish yellow body was covered in red and white fluff in odd places that made her look slightly comical and often the butt of other animals’ jokes, as well as a voracious eater who stuffed her emotions down with more food than most caterpillars could handle. She crawled closer to a plant and started to shimmy her way back up before she disappeared from sight.

Kumani moved closer to T.J. and put a loving trunk on his head. “Time to go to the water hole, my child.”

“Pass!” Julian called up to her. He shuddered slightly. “I hate swimming.”

“You could still watch,” T.J. suggested.

“Nah, I’m going to go scrounge up some food.”

“Your loss,” T.J. teased him. He followed after his mother and father.

Thunder turned to his son and smiled. “You know, I once pretended to be a tree.”

“I know, Dad! Ugh.” T.J. rolled his eyes. “When Frederick helped you get over the fence to find your herd.”

“Don’t roll your eyes, T.J. It’s important to know the past. You never know when it could happen to you,” Thunder cautioned him. When he was T.J.’s age poachers had separated him from his mother, sending him on the adventure of a lifetime. His whole life was forever changed by that one moment. He never wanted his son to learn the same mistrust of the uprights, but it was better to be safe than sorry. In a better world, Thunder would never have to worry about that. Their world was changing, but not fast enough to make a dent in the death of other animals like themselves. The only thing they could do was educate their young to keep themselves as safe as possible.

As if noticing his father’s dark thoughts, T.J. moved closer to him and put his head against his side. “Sorry, Dad.”

Thunder hugged him closer and smiled. “Last one to the water hole is a monkey’s uncle!”

“Wait…what?” Copper tilted his head in confusion as he flew above them. “How can an elephant be a monkey’s uncle?”

“Just go with it, Copper!” T.J. picked up speed and zipped through the forest. The elephants made their way there in good time, filled with loud panting breaths and giggles as they raced along.



Chapter 2

Kids!


The forest was filled with the chitter chatter of birds as they gossiped about their day. One great blue turaco named Riki bobbed its head back and forth in excitement. Its bright blue feathers were offset by the short cropped plumage on its head with its buzz-cut shape. The turaco paused to watch the elephants approach the water hole. He turned to a hornbill near him. “Is that Thunder?”

Cosmo, the hornbill, gave him a quizzical stare. “You’re not from here, are you?”

“No, but I heard the great Thunder lived near here. That’s why I came.” Riki shifted his feet, one after the other, as the excitement took over.

“He’s just an elephant.” The hornbill rolled his eyes at the turaco.

“Perhaps, but he single-handedly took down the uprights who were poaching from Hope Haven. My mom came from there.” Riki stepped to the edge of the branch and watched the trio pass underneath.

“It wasn’t single-handed. I heard it was a group effort. See that lion, there?” Cosmo pointed across the waterhole to where Razor was lounging near the water.

Riki looked to where Cosmo directed, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. “A lion? An actual lion? Wow, there aren’t many of those around here. And there’s four of them?”

“Well, yeah. That’s Razor and his offspring.”

“Shouldn’t they be with their mother?” Riki crossed his wings over his body as he tried to figure out the quandary before him.

“Well, don’t all mothers need a break?” Cosmo pointed out. “I know I sure drove my parents crazy.”

Riki nodded his head. “That’s probably true. Do you suppose I can meet him?”

“Thunder?” Cosmo looked at him like he had lost his mind. “If you wait a while it will be safer. Once they get in the water, it’s a good idea to stay away.”

“Why?” The turaco tilted his head and peered closer at the water hole. As the elephants entered the water all kinds of chaos erupted around them. They elephants gathered water in their trunks and started to shoot at anything in their path. Riki barely missed the droplets that soared near him.

“Told you. Those elephants love their water. I’d talk to them when they were on dry land if I were you.”

“Right.” Riki sat on the tree and waited.

Down below, T.J. was spraying his mother Kumani with water. She sunk her trunk into the water and retaliated in kind. T.J. tried to duck out of the way, but he was drenched by a torrential downpour from her spray. He held up his trunk. “Uncle! Uncle!”

“Did somebody say uncle?” Razor was now standing at the top of the boulder near him. He grabbed onto a vine with his forepaws and swung through the air. “Cannonball!!!”

His splash drenched every animal near him. He came up from the water with a huge toothy grin plastered on his face. Having recovered from his previous injury, Razor was a much happier and active lion. “Come on down, you two.”

Two small cubs peered down at them with anxious eyes. Their older sister stood behind them, shaking her head in disgust. “Wimps!”

“If you’re so brave, you do it!” Rafa challenged her. The tiny male cub was still shivering at the thought of soaring through the air.

Naya sniffed in irritation. She was trapped between two worlds, the world of a child and that of an adult. Her attitude was that of a grungy teenager who did not want to listen to anyone, or watch after juveniles. “If you don’t go, I’m going to push you.”

“Fine. I’ll go. Boys are such wimps.” Zoya rolled her eyes at her brother. Reaching up for a vine, she grabbed onto it just like her father. She zipped through the air on the vine and landed right next to Razor, who now had just shook the water out of his mane. It was now plastered to his head, but he did not seem to mind.

When Zoya came up from the water she called up to her brother. “You coming or what?”

Rafa’s nose wrinkled and he gave a slight snarl at his sister. He turned to look at Naya, who was grooming her paw. Seeing no encouragement from her, he glanced down at the water. He gulped loudly as he mentally calculated the distance from the rock down to the water. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed onto the first vine he could get his paws on.

As he started to swing a loud hiss erupted above him. “Excu-ssssssssssssss-e me! Do you mind?”

Rafa’s eyes grew large when he found he was swinging from the length of an African rock python. Rafa squealed in fear and his paws released the snake midflight. He flailed through the air with his paws splayed wide open before he hit the cold water below him. When he came up, he spouted water from his mouth and shuddered in revulsion.

His sister rolled onto her back and floated as loud hooting giggles echoed from her lips. She laughed so hard she started to sink into the water. Rolling back to her stomach, she swam to Razor and climbed on his back. “Did you see that, Papa? A snake.”

Razor’s laughter was joined by the elephants near them. He looked up at Naya and winked, but his daughter rolled her eyes. “You coming down, Naya?”

“You must be dreaming, old man!” Naya plopped down on the rock in almost defiance.

Thunder moved closer to the lion who had become his best friend over the years. “Teens.”

“That’s the truth. One day you’re looking at one tiny face who thinks you lasso the moon. The next, they are treating you like you’re chopped liver. We just can’t win.”

“At least we have a little more time before Junior’s in the same boat.”

T.J.’s ears perked up at the mention of his name. “Daaaaaaad! It’s T.J.! Gahhhhh!”

Razor tilted his head to the right and looked up at his friend. “Looks like it’s not that far away.”

“Shoosh! You two!” Kumani scowled at them. “Just because I’m expecting our second doesn’t mean this one isn’t still my baby.”

Kumani moved closer to T.J. and started to groom him with her trunk. He pulled away from her in disgust. “Mom!”

The cubs, who were now drying themselves on the bank, started to giggle at him. “Look at T.J.! He still gets groomed,” Rafa teased him.

“Yeah! We can already groom ourselves,” Zoya agreed.

T.J. put his trunk in the water and sprayed the cubs relentlessly. They now looked like nearly drowned cats, as their fur was plastered to their sides. He smirked at them and chuckled to himself. “Groom that!”

“T.J.! That wasn’t very nice!” Kumani chided him.

“But Mom!” T.J. let out an irritated groan.

“Your mother knows how important it is to have good friends in your life. It is only with my friends that I learned to survive. Gather around, everyone.” Thunder climbed out of the water and waited for the animals to come closer. He often told the others about his adventures with his friends. Thunder looked around him and saw Riki perched nearby. “Well, hello there. You’re new here.”

“Why yes…yes, I am. And you are the great Thunder, chosen by the Great Tusker in the sky to bring harmony between the uprights and all mankind, right?”

“I suppose that’s true. But not all uprights. You see, there are those that see us as a source of income. And then there are those that are our friends,” Thunder answered him.

“But how do you know the difference?” Riki was clearly intrigued.

“You must trust your instincts and surround yourself with those that you trust. I always say that, right Junior?”

T.J. rolled his eyes. “Yes. And when you’re in trouble to ask for help.”

“That’s right. And that’s what we did.” Thunder started to tell them about his first group of friends. How the cantankerous rhino and her loyal egrets had helped lead him home. When Copper squawked from above, he included the parrot’s mother, Penelope, who would always have a special place in his heart. He spent the rest of the afternoon telling the animals of his journey and what he had learned along the way. If these stories could help another living being remain safe from harm, then the time would always be well spent.



Chapter 3

Tusker’s in Trouble


In the great savanna, far from his home, a giant tusker elephant grazed in the grasses around him. His mate, Thandi, was across the clearing. His ears flapped against his side, shooing the flies from his sensitive skin. A large egret sat on top of him, eating up the bugs that flew too close to him.

Tusker was one of the last of his kind. A natural descendant of the Great Tusker that looked down on the earth below, Tusker lived up to his name. His large ivory tusks pushed away from his face, and were so long they ran parallel to the ground below him. They were a heavy load to bear, not just from their size, but because they made him a target to the world around him. Natural predators were obsessed with him, as killing off a great tusker would bring them a higher social status among the other predators. But these animals were not nearly as dangerous as the ones that walked on two legs. The uprights, men who traveled the countryside hoping to find a creature such as he.

Tusker sighed aloud. He was lucky to have made it this far. Tusker had already outlived most of his blood line, having lost many of his family to the cruel uprights that refused to let them be.

“What’s wrong, old man?” Samson called down to him.

“I grow weary of the fight,” he answered. And it was true. Tusker would much rather live in a world where he did not have to watch his back around every turn. This fear was the same reason he stayed several paces away from his herd. The distance provided a slight buffer. He was still close enough to see his beloved Thandi and the others.

“Pshaw! You are long for this world, Tusker. Your time isn’t nearly up yet.” Samson lifted his claws and started to scratch between his feathers.

“My body doesn’t move the way it used to, Samson.”

“Yes, but your heart is true.” Samson flew down to the ground and nibbled up one of the bugs at Tusker’s feet.

“You always were a wise bird.” Tusker pulled a blade of grass up from the ground and held it closer to his eyes. “Such a simple thing. A blade of grass. So abundant and fresh. The earth provides and we return to it.”

“What are you going on about?” Samson flew up and grabbed the blade from his trunk. “It’s just a piece of grass.”

“I’m just questioning life, Samson. Why we do what we do, how the world runs in cycles around us. There must be some meaning to it all.”

“You seek a higher purpose?”

“Always….” Tusker looked up at the sky and wondered what the Great Tusker would think of his life. Had he served a purpose great enough for his ancestor?

“You’re a better man than me. All I care about is food.” Which was pretty true. Samson came and went often, only returning when his belly rumbled in hunger.

At that moment, a loud screech could be heard in the distance. Some creature was in pain. Tusker used his feet to rumble a message to his mate. He did not want her anywhere near the disturbance. And while he wanted her to move away with the others, his curiosity pulled him closer. He was not surprised to find Samson had taken off the moment the cry erupted. Tusker saw the herd moving away from the sound and his ears opened wide near his head. If he heard it again, Tusker would head for the sound.

“Help!!!” The creature called out for help, and Tusker did the only thing he knew how to do. He ran as fast as his creaking bones would carry him. Someone needed help, and Tusker knew that very few would rise to the occasion. Especially with the uprights taking over more of the savannas.

Tusker turned toward the sound in hopes that he could help the poor soul behind the cries. If it was a predator, Tusker could flash his tusks and chase them off. His tusks had always come in handy that way. He moved as quickly as his tired body could carry him. When he crossed over a small hill, he saw an African sea eagle caught in a nasty little trap. Tusker walked toward the bird, who was struggling inside the metal cage.

“Hold still, I’ll try to break you free,” Tusker called out to him.

“Careful! The uprights might come back at any moment,” the eagle cautioned him.

“I’ll be quick then.” Tusker used his trunk to feel around the cage. When he found a latch on the other side, he squeezed the tips of his trunk around the latch and pulled as hard as he could. When it gave way, the door swung open and the bird hopped out.

“Thank you very much. I’m Gamba.”

“My pleasure, Gamba. I’m Tusker.”

As the eagle perched on a branch nearby, a loud hoot and holler came from the grasses nearby from a handful of uprights hiding in the tall blades. Tusker felt every nerve ending start to fire at once as adrenaline pumped through his veins. Uprights this close in the savanna was never a good thing. “Go, Gamba!”

The bird rose up into the air. “Run, Tusker!”

“Save yourself, Gamba. Please, find Thandi and warn her,” Tusker called up to him.

“I will, Tusker, but you better fight.”

“With everything I’ve got,” he answered him. Tusker watched him fly off and said a prayer to the Great Tusker in the sky for his herd’s safety. When the uprights stood up from the grasses, Tusker charged at them with as much veracity as he could muster. His tired limbs moved as fast as they could. He aimed his tusks at one of the uprights that was closest to him, but he did not get very far. Something sharp bit him in the behind and he roared loud in protest. Tusker continued forward, but his mind turned hazy, and he stumbled over his feet as he lost control over his muscles. Tusker crashed in a heap right before his target, and his eyes drifted open and shut a few times before he saw nothing but the darkness of sleep.



Chapter 4

Gamba’s Quest


The uprights approached Tusker with caution. Just because they had toppled the giant did not mean he would not awake and defend himself. This one was older, but even so it was better to be safe than sorry. One wound could change a man’s career path in a matter of moments, especially for poachers. The danger never outweighed the potential profit from their kills.

“Careful, Berko. You don’t want to damage the property.” Cayman was envisioning dollar signs as he ran a hand along the side of the elephant. He eyed the other man as he jerked the chains around the legs of the giant tusker.

“I still don’t see why we can’t just take the tusks. They’re worth plenty of money, and would be much less trouble to manage.”

“That may be, but this collector is willing to pay more than we’d make in a lifetime.”

“What does he want with him?” Berko finished shackling the feet and stood back to eye their work.

“Who cares? As long as we get paid.”

Cayman barely acknowledged the other men who approached them. They brought their team of elephants that they had trained to follow their every command. These elephants would help lead the tusker through the savannas and make their way to the port where the American had arranged for transport. It would be a long journey, but the payout would be worth it.

“Keep them near. He’ll wake up soon enough. We’ll break for now,” Cayman ordered. No one seemed to question his commands. Cayman was not one they wanted to cross. He was a hardened man who’d fallen on hard times long ago. When he found his way into a group of poachers, he had learned their trade and become one of the most well known in his field. While the officials were onto him, they could never find enough evidence to bring him in. Cayman was too good for that. He had been trained by one of the best, after all.

***

Gamba circled in the sky high above, his eyes trained on the ground below. He had promised to find Thandi, but he needed to see that his new friend was all right. When the uprights brought down the mighty tusker in one fell swoop, he felt his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach. “Oh no….”

The eagle landed in a tree nearby, keeping his eye on the uprights. He felt the need to witness the end of this majestic creature. It was his fault that Tusker had come to this end. If the brave elephant had not come to rescue him, he would not be in this position. Gamba watched as the uprights approached him, and prepared himself for the gruesome end that was about to come.

When the poachers brought shackles forward, Gamba was confused. He had never seen poachers leave an elephant’s ivory intact. They seemed to take great care with the creature below. Gamba landed as close as he could, hoping to hear what the uprights were talking about.

Something was off for sure. These uprights had a plan that Gamba did not quite understand. All he knew was Tusker had asked him to warn the others. He might not be able to help him, but the longer he waited here, the more risk there was to the other elephants. If their ivory ran as deep as Tusker’s they would be targets for sure. Gamba leapt into the air and flapped his strong wings as hard as he could. He did not even bother to see if the uprights saw his ascent. He had one goal: to find Thandi and the others.

Gamba soared high in the air, making his rounds through the sky until he saw a group of elephants that seemed to be actively traveling in the opposite direction. He flew down lower and called out. “Does one of you happen to be Thandi?”

“She’s up ahead,” a young elephant answered him. He was running as fast as his legs would carry him.

“Thank you, lad.” Gamba pushed forward and looked through the crowd of running legs. When he saw an elephant that appeared to be the same age as Tusker, he shouted down to her. “Are you Thandi?”

She glanced up at him without losing a step. “Yes.”

“Tusker wants you to keep going.”

“You’ve seen him?” Her voice was quite anxious.

“Yes….” Gamba did not know what else to say. He was not quite sure how to describe the spectacle he had seen earlier. For all he knew, the uprights would kill him at any moment. He had no reason to believe Tusker would remain alive.

“Good. Now, we must find a way to save him.” Thandi stopped in her tracks and looked up at him. “Now, tell me which direction they took him.”

“Excuse me?”

“Which direction did they come from? Chances are they will head back that way,” Thandi told him in her matter-of-fact voice.

“But how do you know he is alive?”

“The heart knows, good sir. Now, I can’t very well chase after him. I am the matriarch of this herd, after all. So it’s up to you.”

“Me?” Gamba landed on the ground next to her. “How do you mean?”

“You must find the one elephant who can help him.” Thandi seemed so sure of her words.

“What are you going on about?” Gamba looked at her like she had lost her mind. How in the world did she expect an elephant to go up against the uprights to rescue Tusker? “Hardly any elephant can survive against a poacher of this caliber.”

“Oh, but that’s where you’re wrong. There is one, so magnificent Tusker’s own ancestors have smiled down upon him. His name is Thunder, and his courage is well known among my kind. Find him, and tell him that a great tusker needs his assistance,” Thandi charged him.

“But where will I find him?” Gamba asked her. It seemed like such a difficult task that he was not sure he should agree to it. But then again, Tusker had saved his life without thinking about the risk to his own.

“You’ll find him near the beautiful lands of Gabon.” Thandi watched the herd racing by her. “You must go. I have to led the others back to safety.”

“Where are you going? How will we find you if we are able to break Tusker free from the uprights?”


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