Gentle gusts of wind sway the tree's side to side. I sit, propping myself up under one of the many pine trees littering the forest around me. sighing, the cooling air helps distract me from the slight burning in my limbs from helping Mother with the chores. Scanning the small clearing that my family's cottage resides in, our house seems small in comparison to the trees around but it does its job. I look to where my mother is bringing the clothes to the line. Among the soft songs of birds I hear the door shutting softly.
There Father stands, disheveled chest nut hair, scruffy unkempt beard, simple leather clothes. His gruff appearance is normal, he tends to wander the forest looking for food to hunt. Father makes his way to mother, they speak in hushed voices, making it hard for me to hear. A smile breaks out across mothers face. I wonder what father could have said. Mother is looking around , most likely looking for me. Slowly I make my way over.
"Jake come help your father hunt" Mother says, smile still plastered on her face . Perking up at the news I rush to Father's side. "Really Father, you'll take me hunting?" I say with excitement. Father faces me, grinning, bringing his hand up to ruffle my hair. " I think 14 is a good age to start don't you thing dear?" Father says his low voice reverberating throughout the small clearing. Nodding her head in agreement she reaches out to hold me in her arms, squeezing me tightly. I hug her back just as much. " Now Jake, listen to your Father and don't go running off, do you hear?" Pulling back I nod quickly and smile. Feeling a sharp pain in my left ear, I immediately flinch, trying to pull away but ultimately making the pain worse. " I said do you hear Jake Crumwell?" " I hear, I hear! Mother Lets go, I start rubbing my ear, trying to get rid of the pain.
Pouting at my Mother for her unforgiving grip on my ear, I turn to smile up at Father.This is the first time I'll be able to leave the clearing. " Go grab a jacket, in case it gets cold" Father says looking towards the sky. Clouds swarm the sky, ray's of sun are just barely peaking through the curtain of clouds. Rushing past mother and into the cottage I make my way through the narrow hallway to my room. Opening the door, I start searching around for a jacket, looking under my bed I spot what I was looking for. Grabbing it I push myself up from the floor. "CAW"
Jolting forward in surprise I look to my window. There stands a crow. Feathers black as night, cocking its head to the right ,it's yellow eye pierce's into my own. A chill racks through my body.
"Jake hurry before your Father leaves without you" I turn, seeing Mother leaning against the door frame. "Okay" I say, slowly walking towards the door. Mother leaves the door frame in favor of continuing down the hall. As I'm about to follow suit, I look back, The crow is gone from the window yet, a singular feather lays in it's spot, I go to fetch the feather, holding onto it, I place the feather into my coats pocket, maybe when we return I could ask Mother to create a new quill from it.
"Hurry Jake" Calls Mother in a stern voice. "coming" I quickly reply making my way over to Father's side, slinging my jacket over my shoulders. "Come now son, I'll show you how to really hunt" father says. Briskly walking towards the border of the forest. I hesitate, turning around to look back at the house, Mother stands by the door waving towards us in farewell. Raising my hand I tentatively wave back. Turning back to Father I see him also waving but quickly turns towards the woods, continuing to walk ahead of me. "Come on son nothing will harm you as long as I'm around" Father's says as he continues forward. Hesitantly I take a step forward, then another, walking into the realm unknown .
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Hi everyone this is my first story and my friends keep pushing for me to publish it so here it is! If this turns out well I'll write the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed it, if you have any ideas to help just write in the description. Oh and the photos are not mine I found them on Google! Bye!
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