WAR

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I lay on a mossy field. And I shut my eyes for just seconds. Before I hear hoofbeats. Now, this could be one of my horses, but the hope of that is slim. More than likely it will be one of the two sides. I am on nethier sides. This war has lasted 100s of years. All us meak humans who were forced to pick a side only know who started the war.We have no idea why. All I know of this horrible war is that two people made it. 

Siblings in fact.Their names were River & Max. River took over the dense forest because she wanted to show her people that she was strong and had enough people to border patrol it. No one really came into the forest.

 From the outside it looks like a dark dense dangerous forest. Until you go inside. Light gently filters through the branches and leaves. Birds chirp everywhere you go. There are deer that pause in the shadows, and rabbits crisscross the forest floor. You can hear the rumbling of a waterfall in the distance, and when you see that waterfall you see beautiful birds quietly drinking from a quiet place up around the middle of the waterfall. The cats drink from the top of the Falls, and the prey on the bottom. Unless the unlucky creature goes on top that is. If you look closefully you can see rock behind the Falls. Even if it is for just a second. 

But behind that waterfall there is a beautiful place. In a small crack that even I have a hard time getting though, there is a whole nother exosimotisom. Filled with tall trees. Tall magnificent Oaks, Wonder sap filled Maples, Tall nice smelling pines, And another waterfall.

And behind that waterfall is where I live. Just a small feather filled Cattle hide mattress, with a small Cattle hide feather filled pillow. A small trickle of water that is fresh and tasty is in the far back. Along with a super deep hole. With a hollow tree trunk over it. My toilet. The hole is so deep that not even the smell can reach you. A place cleared for a small fire that helps with light and heat. Then another really small room filled with food. Nuts, Berries, Leaves, Tree bark for tea, Buckets, Baskets woven with willow branches, I even have a small garden filled year long with tomatoes, Grapes, Cucumbers, Green beans, the yellow beans along with the purple, (All mixed in.) The green peas, Some edible flowers. Small clay cups, (Only three) Three clay plates, Three Mugs, Many many jars filled with canned food. Apples, Pears, Plums, Peaches, Honey, Molasses, Coffee, Pickles, and many more. 

Along with pumpkins just waiting to be cut up and made into pie, I have flour, and wheat grows in my garden. Otherwise in the cave, there are orange trees, Pear, Plum, Peach, Apple, Grapes growing wild. Along with raspberry, Blueberry, Strawberry, currents, I even have Rowan berries in with my food. I never eat them, but they are labeled:Rowan Berries: Just in case someone comes and finds my hiding place. But if anyone could find it they would not be able to stay. Nor would they leave. Their bodies would be buried in the forest outside of the two caves. I named the caves, Homebase and Camp. Camp is where the first Cave is. That's in the forest. Homebase is the Cave where I sleep and eat most of the time. All my dogs have found ways to come with me into Camp. Bell has had a beautiful litter of 3 pups. Storm, Hurricane, Tornado, They are all curly doberman looking pups. Bell is mighty proud and shows them off whenever she can.

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Back at the beginning

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I sit up, fear flashes across my face. Then I slowly stand. Gripping my wooden knife, I start toward the stables.

Alright, remember that this is a book I am writing on Google docs, so the lightness might be black, 

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