Chapter 10- River RidingA Chapter by WoLfJames stood in place. The voice chilled him; he could
hear it echo in his head. He knew there was no time to think about the voice’s
message but to simply obey it. He ordered all the other wolves out of the dead
tree’s cavern. Sarina walked side by side with James. He seemed almost
unfeeling. James was trapped in deep thought. He remembered something his
father had told him, something about spirits. They were known as shades, lost
souls of wolves. These shades were violent and evil. They caused one of James’s
wolves to go insane and commit suicide. They obviously wanted no living beings
inside the cavern and had grown restless with their intrusion. “What happened
back there”? Asked Sarina. “Shades, wolf sprits, they caused him to go insane”.
“Ah, but why did they do that”? James shook his head. “I don’t know, its best
we just keep moving, the pack will become nervous if we show more concern on
the situation”. They walked off into the storm. Clouds held a thick fog on the forest. Sapientia was
not amused by James leading them into a storm like this. “You idiot, were going
to freeze in this rain, you might as well kill us now”. James simply stared at
her. She walked off grumbling “What a moron, we can’t live through this”. James
had feared freezing but anything to get away from the trees was necessary. The pack
had come across another cave that appeared vacant. They climbed inside, the
rain bashed down on the ground in large amounts flooding the ground in mud. The
night was coming and the rain started to slow. James decided for now rest was
the best choice. James lay on the soft sand next to Sarina. He began to wonder
of his son. There was a sneaking suspicion inside him that had him wondering if
Shadow truly was dead. The more he thought the more it seemed uncanny. It was a
silly thought. How could he have not died? But something ached at him, a
feeling of hope, it kept him awake yet he decided to ignore it. The light of
day would shake him out of such dumb thoughts. “A river”. Shadow said nervously. There was seldom talking of what went on in the tree
cave. James knew it was the work of a shade, a dark shade. He knew what shades
were. His father had told him before. His farther mentioned wolf writings from
ancient Latin. Sarina, Sapientia nor
any of the other wolves mentioned the wolf’s suicide. They managed to settle at
the end of the forest just at the edge of the sunset fields. During the beginning
of the evening Sarina and James were lying together, watching over the fields.
James turned to her and looked into her blue shinning eyes. “You feel it too”.
Sarina nodded. “I still do wonder, is he out there, did we make a mistake”.
James gave a bit of a shrug. “We may never know. Sarina tucked her head under
James’s arm and began to cry softly. “By chance, with our hope, we will find
him alive”. The sunset ended with the giant sun slowly descending over the hill
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Added on July 3, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorWoLfCAAboutJust the average guy doing his thing. Current project(s): Winchester Grove Finished Projects: Through Wolves Eyes Series Future Project(s): Wolvrens of Frost Creek (name subject to change) more..Writing
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