When Jest blinked again, he was somewhere else. Everest was surrounded by powerful nichelings as the rest of the tribe watched on. The nichelings known for having kits were cheering the guards on while some of the others were devastated that a child was going through this.
Jest looked back down to see a desperate Everest in absolute panic. "I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME, I'M SORRY!" He cried as the guards began to close in. Everest began trying to fight back in his state of panic but was pinned down by a heavy-bodied nicheling with very threatening bearyena claws. Jest watched as one of the older nichelings walked in. Board walked in. She was holding a burning chunk of wood, her eyes bloodshot with tears staining her cheeks. She looked like she was about to murder Everest. "Please, i'm sorry, please--" Everest pleaded before being cut off by a bloodcurdling scream coming from Board. She was filled with rage. "YOU KILLED MY FAMILY! YOU ARE A COLD-HEARTED MONSTER!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She closed in, lowering the fire down towards the child. Everest screamed as he felt his skin getting warmer and warmer. At one point, the fire got too close and caught on to Everest's fur. The rest of the memory was a blur until it was all over. The guards had put the fire out and everybody had left Everest laying in the hole. Jest watched as a younger version of himself sat beside Everest, watching as his playmate lay in pain, his skin covered in burns and blood.
Jest snapped back to reality when he realized he was just sitting in the den. He blinked a few times, blinking away tears until he could clearly see the bearyena cub sitting in front of him, trying to calm Jest down. Jest broke down, putting his head into his paws and sobbing as the cub cuddled up to him.