Sequoia Coast Ocean of Stars

"Don't you see?" Elfie said defiantly, wasn't it obvious to everyone, what was wrong? With almost about everything? "First he was not all there and then all of a sudden he forbids me and Weejay leave the territory and is all over us all the bloody time," there was fire in his voice now and deep-set frown. "If I am not within earshot, he starts going around and looking for me. There is no fun in being around," he explained.

"And you and me do all this cool stuff in hunting and exploring and I can't tell him any of this without being guilt-tripped that -oh, something dangerous might have happened- or -don't you ever do that again- or -stay in the copse, you have everything you need here-!" Elfie let the emotion carry him. 

"It drives me crazy. He does not understand a single thing about me, he does not care about, what I think or I would like to do. It's all about him, him, him and him staying in control," he finished. "I hate him. I do not want to, but often I really do."