We made back to the "square" in time for dinner. We were having deer stew. Yummmmmm!!!!! I grabbed a bowl and poured some stew. Grabbed a deit Mountain Dew and a spoon. During dinner, everyone is in there little groups. Turtles or the elders in there group.
I call them turtles because they are so slow, but wise. Snakes and Flowers or hunters and stay at home people. All hunters have all snake powers to be fast and silent. They are named after snakes. Stay at home people are good at cleaning and cooking. They are flowers because they are SO fragile. They are named after flowers. Me, well, I'm.... Like a butterfly. I'm between a Snake and a Flower. A girl hunter ( the only one) and I'm good at cleaning and cooking.
"Storm, you should stop zoning out."
Cobra shooked me. I should stop zoning out. Might freak out some people. He pulled me towards the Snakes and the Flowers. I sat down next to Python and my most favorite person in the whole wide world, Cobra's girlfriend, the skank and the bitch, Iris.
The Flowers have 5 people. The Snakes have 6 people.
"Hey, Cloud!"
Python waved. Cloud is my nickname. It goes with my name.
"Thats my nickname! Don't wear it out!"
Everyone laughed, except for the skank. She had to whine.
"Why don't I have a nickname, Baby?"
"Because I love your name and I don't want to change it."
"Awwww..... You know what to say....... And Cloud is a much better name than Storm...."
She sneered at me.
"Look here, you-"
"Whoa! Lets breath a little.... Iris, take that back."
I looked at Cobra then at Iris. I was waiting for an apology.
"I'm sorry that no one likes your name."
Thats it! She's! Going! Down!
"Thats it's!"
I lunged at her. I saw fear in her eyes. I felt hands going around my waist. They pulled me away from her and into Python. He wrapped his arms around me.
"Breath! Your causing a scene!"
I took deep breaths. It felt so good to do that. I looked around. Everyone is staring at me.
"Now time for a story!"
Thank the chief for that announcement. Everyone turned towards the chief.
"This started along time ago....."
END OF CHAPTER 4
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Storm
ActionBeing orphaned at 11 isn't that bad. I mean, your mother dying at home, right in front of your eyes and your dad leaving you to go on a "supposed" hunting trip and never coming back. Yeah, that doesn't faze me at all. Also, being scarred at 10, naw...
