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Ch.18
This time I had the privelevge of sleeping in, and I took full advantage of it.
By the time I- fully rested- had gotten up, it was almost sundown.
Amy had been waiting for me to get up all day, and friend-scolded me, “You should wake up earlier!I’ve been waiting for you all day!”
“Forgive me for getting al rested up so I could play… so whadda we do now?”
“Well, I think that I deserve first choice since I had to wait for you all day…”
“Ok.”
She thought for a moment, “How about hide an- scratch that… you’re like a chameleon. I wouldn’t stand as chance.”
“Aww! But you could learn to track me!” I whined. “It may be a kid’s game but it could be some sort of training…
I mean… if you look at it from my perspective it helps you practice hiding from your enemies, and tracking your friends so you don’t get lost…” I thought of my dream and how I had been running without the pack. I definitely need to lear how to track.
“I guess, but you have to promise to stay the same color!”
“I promise.”
“Ok.”
“Who goes first?”
“You. Twenty seconds.” I said.
She ran off without a word and I began to count. “1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20!”
I trotted over to the spot where she had stood talking to me and sniffed, catching her scent. It was as if I could see the path she had taken…
I followed her trail, but Amy was smart.
As soon as I saw water, I knew what she had done.
I watched as mud swirled through the water, and followed it to the other side.
Her scent was muffled by the water, but I still managed to pick it up.
She had zigzagged and looped and jumped off of trees.
It reminded me of a good book I had once read.
I believe it was called ‘Where the Red Fern Grows’.
A pesky raccoon had jumped from tree to tree, and used water to mask it’s scent.
It was a good book, and now, as I searched for Amy, it was also a tool for werewolf style hide and seek.
My brain was laughing at the thought of Amy being like a werecoon.
I was still looking for Amy, but as I neared a tree she had circled I heard slow, quieted breathing from a bush.
“Found you!” I screeched happily, “How did you do all of that in twenty seconds?”
“I ran. Duh!” she said shakily, still not used to talking aloud.
Her stomach growled, “Man am I hungry!”
I realized for the first time today that we hadn’t eaten since the day we left home! “Me too… lets forget hide and seek, we need nourishment!”
“Don’t get carried away… Nourishment… not my first word choice.”
“Well… Let’s go!!”
We began walking back to the den.
“You found me pretty fast.”
“Yeah?
Well you reminded me of a raccoon.”
“What? A raccoon?
You’re crazy.”
“Nuh-uh!”
“Yes you are.”
“No.”
We entered the den.
“Whos got the food?” I asked, looking around.
Everyone was laying down.
Amy’s mom looked up, “Forgive us. You must be starving, but we… were in such a hurry to leave the cabin that we left all of our food inside.”
“Can’t you just buy more?” Amy asked pleadingly.
“You’re forgetting that the hunters are chasing us. They can be in any store. I’m sure they have our pictures. We can’t take that kind of a risk.”
“We haven’t eaten in days!! We can’t go on like this!” I yelled.
“I know.”
Garry stood, “We can hunt. That’s an option, right?” he looked at my dad, who had been lying near him.
“None of us have ever hunted, but we coul- ”
“Eeew! No way am I eating - or killing - any of the filthy animals that roll around in the dirt around here!” Amy screeched.
“Would you rather starve?” Dad looked pointedly at Amy.
“No, but I’m not eating raw meat!”
“Who said it would be raw? I know I didn’t.”
He looked at me, “Would you like to give hunting a try with the rest of us?”
I looked at Amy in a ‘c‘mon it‘ll be cool way’, “Yeah. Sounds fun!”
Amy looked away from me. It was an unsaid ‘no’ and I knew it, so I turned away and caught up with the rest of the pack who were already leaving to hunt, “Bye Amy.”
This time I had the privelevge of sleeping in, and I took full advantage of it.
By the time I- fully rested- had gotten up, it was almost sundown.
Amy had been waiting for me to get up all day, and friend-scolded me, “You should wake up earlier!I’ve been waiting for you all day!”
“Forgive me for getting al rested up so I could play… so whadda we do now?”
“Well, I think that I deserve first choice since I had to wait for you all day…”
“Ok.”
She thought for a moment, “How about hide an- scratch that… you’re like a chameleon. I wouldn’t stand as chance.”
“Aww! But you could learn to track me!” I whined. “It may be a kid’s game but it could be some sort of training…
I mean… if you look at it from my perspective it helps you practice hiding from your enemies, and tracking your friends so you don’t get lost…” I thought of my dream and how I had been running without the pack. I definitely need to lear how to track.
“I guess, but you have to promise to stay the same color!”
“I promise.”
“Ok.”
“Who goes first?”
“You. Twenty seconds.” I said.
She ran off without a word and I began to count. “1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20!”
I trotted over to the spot where she had stood talking to me and sniffed, catching her scent. It was as if I could see the path she had taken…
I followed her trail, but Amy was smart.
As soon as I saw water, I knew what she had done.
I watched as mud swirled through the water, and followed it to the other side.
Her scent was muffled by the water, but I still managed to pick it up.
She had zigzagged and looped and jumped off of trees.
It reminded me of a good book I had once read.
I believe it was called ‘Where the Red Fern Grows’.
A pesky raccoon had jumped from tree to tree, and used water to mask it’s scent.
It was a good book, and now, as I searched for Amy, it was also a tool for werewolf style hide and seek.
My brain was laughing at the thought of Amy being like a werecoon.
I was still looking for Amy, but as I neared a tree she had circled I heard slow, quieted breathing from a bush.
“Found you!” I screeched happily, “How did you do all of that in twenty seconds?”
“I ran. Duh!” she said shakily, still not used to talking aloud.
Her stomach growled, “Man am I hungry!”
I realized for the first time today that we hadn’t eaten since the day we left home! “Me too… lets forget hide and seek, we need nourishment!”
“Don’t get carried away… Nourishment… not my first word choice.”
“Well… Let’s go!!”
We began walking back to the den.
“You found me pretty fast.”
“Yeah?
Well you reminded me of a raccoon.”
“What? A raccoon?
You’re crazy.”
“Nuh-uh!”
“Yes you are.”
“No.”
We entered the den.
“Whos got the food?” I asked, looking around.
Everyone was laying down.
Amy’s mom looked up, “Forgive us. You must be starving, but we… were in such a hurry to leave the cabin that we left all of our food inside.”
“Can’t you just buy more?” Amy asked pleadingly.
“You’re forgetting that the hunters are chasing us. They can be in any store. I’m sure they have our pictures. We can’t take that kind of a risk.”
“We haven’t eaten in days!! We can’t go on like this!” I yelled.
“I know.”
Garry stood, “We can hunt. That’s an option, right?” he looked at my dad, who had been lying near him.
“None of us have ever hunted, but we coul- ”
“Eeew! No way am I eating - or killing - any of the filthy animals that roll around in the dirt around here!” Amy screeched.
“Would you rather starve?” Dad looked pointedly at Amy.
“No, but I’m not eating raw meat!”
“Who said it would be raw? I know I didn’t.”
He looked at me, “Would you like to give hunting a try with the rest of us?”
I looked at Amy in a ‘c‘mon it‘ll be cool way’, “Yeah. Sounds fun!”
Amy looked away from me. It was an unsaid ‘no’ and I knew it, so I turned away and caught up with the rest of the pack who were already leaving to hunt, “Bye Amy.”
