Tribes

1. Pig Belly

I feel my brothers presents. I can smell him and his plan to sneak up on me. He is hiding behind the tree behind me. Now he has moved to the tree on the right. Don't ask me how I know this I just do. Mother says its a gift, others think its a curse. Me, I'm not to sure.

"Argh!" I hear him scream from above me. I look up and see him pounce on me like a wild cat hunting prey. I quickly dodge his attack and he pummits to the ground below. I jump to my feet.

"You really suck at this." I say to my brother still lying in the grass. He brushes himself off.

"No fair, you cheated." He says.

"No I didn't, your just to loud." I reply.

For those that don't know I'm Marus. The son of Joe and Sarah and this is my brother John. We live in a very poor farm on the outskirts of the capital. Our house is completely run down so instead we make do with the trees. My father has build us a home in the trees. High above the ground where predators may kill us. The only way to get up is to climb and my family and I are VERY good at climbing.

My brother John is younger than me, he is 10 and is very naughty. He looks nothing like me because he has black hair and I have blonde. My brother has green eyes from our Father and I have blue from our mother. John and I have a very muscler build from us swinging high in the tree tops for hours on end everyday. We have also gained much strength from hunting and fishing.

My mother is the boss of the house and stays at home cleaning. During the day she goes on journeys to the other side of the forest to look or herbs and fruit. It usally takes her about 3 hours to get to her secret spot and 3 hours back. My mother has black long hair she ties in a braid and blue eyes like mine.

Our father is in charge of hunting and fishing, although John and I usally help him these days. He will also and collect water for us by the stream but he has to be careful, there are many fish in there bigger than me that could pull him in and kill him. But my father is a very skilled fisherman. He has blonde curly hair and green eyes like John.

"Come on Boys!" I hear my mother call. "It is time for your dinner!"

John and I exchange looks. "Race you up." I say and start climbing up the tree infront of me.

"No fair!" I hear him moan. "You got a head start."

I leap from tree to tree, branch to branch. I feel like I am flying, soring through the air. I look over my shoulder to see John way behind me. We travel through the trees like monkeys til my feet hit a flat surface.

"Have fun?" Asks Mother. I nod catching my breath.

THUD. I turn around to see John landing on the platform. He comes up to hug mother.

"Come on." She says. "It is getting late and you two must eat your dinner."

Mother leads us into our home in the tree. The door has been carved into the monsterous trunk of the tree. Father has build 3 stories. One for the dining room and kitchen, one for their room and one for John and I. At the moment we are located on the bottom floor.

Our home is lit up by hundreds of candles mother makes everyday. And in the back of the room is a fire place father has built. Around the fire place is chairs for us to sit in, made from the skin of animals we have hunted. This is where father tells us stories about dragons and pixies and serpents that once ruled the earth. In the centre of the room is a big wooden table with four chairs around it. Father carved this out of the finiest wood in  the forest.

Our Kitchen was stone which was perfect for cooking. Mother stores Hot rocks for cooking the game my father, brother and I would catch. John and I also carved out bowls and plates to put our food onto and mother mades knifes to cut tough meat with out of raw bone.

"Come come sit children." Said father. John and I walk over and take a seat. While mother makes her way to the kitchen.

"Would you like some help with that my dare?" Asks father.

"That would be helpful." Replys mother.

Soon after they come out with our dinner. John and I go to set the table. Mother has prepared roasted pig mixed with her special herbs. She has also made a fresh fruit salad that included apples, oranges, grapes and bananas which was covered in wild honey John found earlier this morning.

I licked my lips, my stomach grumbled. I hadn't eaten since lunch so I was starving.

"Before we eat, we must say grace." Said father. I closed my eyes and bowed my head.

"Thank you lord for this pig we have tonight may his spirit join you up there, thank you for the fresh fruit and honey, and may you protect us all." We chanted. "AMEN."

I grabbed my knife and cut a chunck off the pig's belly. I grabbed a spoonful of fruit and some milk from a goat. Everyone else had already started eating, I stabbed my knife into the pig meat and rose it up to my mouth. The herbs gave it a mountain of flavor and spice. The meat watered in my mouth as I stabbed my knife in another piece of meat and popped it into my mouth.

I love how mother cooks her pig. It is the most tastiest in all the Dragon tribe.