The Lake People

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(Narrator POV)
Essentially, the snowy mountains were the back border of Ice Nation, the foggy woods were part of the side border, and then when they reached a lake that was once called Lake Ontario, that meant that they'd made it to the Lake people.

The beach had many row boats and bigger ships that were powered by paddling. They took a couple of the big ships and paddled across the lake to make it to the center of the Lake people territory. If you went around Lake Ontario then you'd be in Ice Nation, so obviously they went across.

Everything had been running smoothly after the whole Echo debacle and she was staying true to her promises so far. She hadn't mentioned anything about how Murphy came to be the Survivor yet, and he couldn't be more thankful.

He had become fairly prepared for everyone to know the whole story, but he was still scared out of his skin over it. He hated pity and he hated feeling weak. His past from the Ark made him feel weak, and it made people pity him. He was more nervous about those things happening. What he was scared of was that the Sky people's opinion on him would change. That Raven's opinion would change.

Once they got across the lake, which took roughly two days, Murphy decided that it was best to alert the Lake people that they'd be staying for a bit. They only planned to stay a couple of days, but he didn't want the leaders to find out another way.

They all walked along on the shore of Lake Ontario until they approached a lovely castle. It was stone, but decorated with beautiful multi-colored seashells and flags. Murphy had been here before so he was rather unfazed, but everyone else was taking in the gorgeous features of the building.

Generally, when around the other grounders, each individual clan will dial back its uniqueness. Here everyone was colorful and festive. When around the other clans however, these people were dull and drab. That's one of the many reasons that Murphy loved to travel so much, he gets to see what every clan is truly like.

They strolled up to the castle and the doors opened right up for them. Inside was a large throne room. It had high ceilings, stained glass windows everywhere and a staircase that was spiraling against the walls. The walls were stone, but the floor was tiled with all colors of shells and pearls. In the middle of the room was a large golden throne.

On the throne sat, who appeared to be the leader. He was a pale, lean man with short white hair and green eyes. He was wearing pastel blue pants, boots and shirt with a cape that had a sea foam green underneath and the top was lined with shells of all shades of blue and green. He had a large collection of multi-colored pearl necklaces laying across his neck.

The man stands up and opens his arms in a welcoming gesture. "Ah, Survivor! We've missed you!" The man smiled. "And newcomers too! Welcome, I'm Huron, yes after the lake." He chuckled. He approached and side-hugged Murphy. "What brings you here, my friend?"

"We're just visiting for a couple days. Mainly passing through, but I thought you may want to know." Murphy said. Huron was a bit much for him, but he was a nice guy so Murphy tolerated his constant happiness. "These are the sky people. They're avoiding Ice Nation at the moment."

"I see, I assume you're protecting them?" Murphy nodded. "Well, you guys could not be any safer." He smiled.

"Well, we should get going, it was nice seeing you Huron." Murphy smiled and waved as he went to turn around.

Huron waved back. "See you soon, Survivor. Be safe sky people." He grinned as they walked back out.

As they strolled into the woods, everyone saw smallish cabins all around. Cabins and tree houses were the typical types of homes in this area. Lake people territory was heavily wooded and had many lakes, ponds, rivers and streams.

There was also a good amount of wildlife including, but not limited to, giant beavers, bald eagles with reddish beaks, moose with six antlers, and two headed deer.

Eventually, they made it to the bottom of lake Ontario and were quickly moving down toward the shore of lake Erie. When they got there it was dark out and everyone was very pleased to see the lake house that most likely belonged to Murphy.

It was a big wooden house, but it was bigger then the cabin in the mountains and it was made of wood planks instead of logs. The roof, shutters and door were all dark green. They approached the door to see Murphy pull out a key with green and brown at the top. He unlocked the door and allowed them to enter, he flicked on the light to reveal a modern, but rustic kind of house.

On the left was a living room with two big red sofas that formed an arrow pointing to the right side of the house and a large fireplace. In the center was a wooden coffee table and against the wall, on the sides of the fireplace were two black bookcases that held a plethora of books.

On the right was the dining room and kitchen. The kitchen in the closer corner had red cabinets and a tan granite counter. The fridge and stove were white. There was an open door in between the dining room and kitchen that revealed a large pantry. The dining room was in between the far corner and the middle of the room. It was a big brown table with many brown and red chairs. On the back wall in the far corner were stairs up to the loft.

On the ceiling were a number of antler chandeliers. All around were red rugs and lake/woods themed decor. From what they could see of the loft, it appeared to be full of bunk beds that were brown and black. On the back wall next to the living room was a door that lead to a patio and the lake. It was actually a very lovely house. It wasn't one of Murphy's favorites, but he had no complaints, aside from how domestic it seemed.

They all hunkered down and ate. Nobody was really in the mood to chat, but they ended up breaking out the boardgames and cards. Once everyone had played some games, they were even more tired and decided to hit the hay.

Only Murphy really knew the plan because he hadn't updated them in a while, so nobody really knew what tomorrow held.

However, not even Murphy knew about everything that would happen tomorrow. Maybe he'd be okay with it, maybe he wouldn't.

Only time will tell.

A/N Hey! Sorry, it's kind of short, but I'm really excited about the next chapter. I've been waiting for this for quite awhile now.

I hope both you guys and Murphy are ready and that you keep reading! :)

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