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Red , the red had fadedand as my vision cleared the surviving attackers had fled. Looking around i saw no more bodys that belonged to the villagers. With that in mind i simply culled around the body of the small boy , others approached and sat nearby. After a while i slowly left them to grieve , i found a tree to sleep under ans slipped im to a unsteady sleep.

Weeks slowly rolled by. I now wondered the village and watched over the more closely than before , no longer do i spend most of my time in noe place mostly out of Site. Ive made a path that goes round the village borders. This path allows me to know where everyone is and if anything approaches the border.

To think my life could have changed so fast and so sudden. I don't wanna go back even if i could, the smell of fire has filled my mind and its time to hunt once more , maybe I'll find a elk with the hunters of the village again. I rest my head on the ground and relax, trying to calm my nerves and let my guard drop for once in a long time.

I awake... i hadn't even noticed that I had fallen asleep. Sitting up i notice food sitting infont of me , smells like dear. I chow down before doing rounds around the village.
Nothing much had changed besides the strange birds that come and go every once in a while. They left burning smells and smoke streaking across the sky. They circled the mountains that kept others out , i had long since refused to near them. I hated the cold , it took everything in its path and nothing was left alive. I lost my brother and mother the the ice. I refuse to let anyone near the mountains after. Years ago a deep cold had settled and al life in the valley had almost disappeared. As far as i knew i was the last of my kind ... at least as far as this land i call home.

But for now i had other worrys , i needed to learn, how to hunt on my own , find my way around and live in a much biger world. I im no longer confined to the caverns of the mountain. I was out in the open , but not alone. Surround by others willing and eager to help me i didn't doubt that i would be fine.

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