After I’m out of that horrible flooded den all I can think is run I run and run and run as I run I and I have no idea what I’m running from: my home, my forest and my pack . I stop running for a second to catch my breath when I arrive at the river. I stare across the river and I swear I saw someone look back at me from the bushes. Yep something definitely watching me I thought to myself. “Wh..who are you” I force the words as rain spatters at my back. The light green eyes go wide. “Tell me who you are first” the words are fierce but her fear scent is strong. “M-my name is r-river” I say. Then I look around and I realize that I’ve never been this far in the forest before...I’m lost.

“My pack…” I mumbled to myself. “What?” the mysterious wolf as if she was to had never seen another wolf in her life. “N-nothing” I said. I was scared of what might lay beyond that river I had visited it often and always wanted to swim across it I would always swim half way and turn around I always felt as if on the other side of that river was something that would change my life, something that I’ve always wanted, something that was sweet and sour, something that was love. Though I never felt like it was my time to cross, never until now.

I eyes followed me as I jumped into the water I’ve always been an excellent swimmer and I could swim across without even trying I never took my eyes off hers and I couldn't wait to see her I just knew it I just knew it in my heart that she would be the one. I just knew that she would be the strong,tall, kind she-wolf I had always dreamed of. When I Got out of the cold water and stepped onto the nice grass I knew this was home. The green eyed wolf got out of the bushes and my face fell she looked pretty, but not very strong and she was very tiny about the size of a pup I felt VERY embarrassed all this time I was thinking about a pup! “What are you doing so far from your mother?” I asked. Her face fell and then she said in a small quivery face “I-I never knew my mother” she said. “Oh” I said “I’m so sorry” I felt horrible. “Well a pup your age should be this far away from their pack” I said “Where is your pack?” “I” she said “am my own pack and I am a loner and I am NOT a pup I’m just small.”

“Why did you leave your pack?” I said even though I know it was a nosy question. I just can’t help myself. “I didn’t leave” she said looking down at her paws sadly “they didn’t love” I was confused by her riddlish way of speaking and wanted to ask further questions but I forced myself to change the subject.

“Do you mind if I stay the night at your den?” I asked “I’m very far from home and it will be very late by the time I get back if I leave know” I said nervously “The day is right” she said “To spend the night” “Why do you talk like that?” I said regretting my words as I said them. She appeared not a bit offended of the question “Well,” she said “Isn’t talking so boring, it has no beauty or heart to it.”

are stranger I think I’m gonna like you. Even if I don’t like you as a love I add to myself. She happily leads me to a beautiful cave nest, there are lots of beautiful light green vines hanging down the nest is full of brightly colored flowers and leaves I look around delightedly at her welcoming home and say to her: and say to her “You” I said “ Are the maker of dreams” I say in her riddlish lang.

I fall asleep in thought I was thinking about the flood and what my parents would think when I told them that I decided to stay the night with a wolf not just any wolf a she-wolf! They would probably think I liked this strange riddlish wolf she was so small, I always thought my mate would be the strongest wolf of the pack!

The warm morning air was creeping into the den and I lean up off the pile of leaves and flowers I slowly opening my eyes and yawned peacefully I felt the absence of the warm bodys of my litter mates and turned around to find them but no none of them were there sadness swept over him he should’ve went back to his den rather than staying the night his pack would be worried sick, not only that but he already missed frisks clicks and barleys shining gray eyes. I stretched my grayish black pelt and looked all around the den for the she-wolf. She wasn’t anywhere in the den. May be she was hunting I tried to imagine her hunting nope I couldn't imagine her hunting she was so tiny. I feel a wave of sympathy blow over me she was all alone no pack and no one to love, also she was so tiny it must be very hard to hunt when you're so tiny not to mention with no one to teach her how.

I bet she couldn’t even leave the island she was too small she would get blown back in fourth in the waves choking down icy cold water she would be like a leaf in the wind. It was a slow and cruel death that I wouldn’t wish on anybody I thought grimly. I hear a load swoosh and it is my automatic reflex to look up I an eagle swooping through the sky and my heart fills with fear when I was a pup I heard lots of stories of eagles swooping down and carrying off the weak. I continue watching the eagle glide through the treetops freely I know it's silly but I’ve always wanted to fly though I know that it's impossible for a wolf to fly.

The eagle starts striking down into the tree’s and my gaze drifts over to see what prey is in the tree’s and the gray pelt of my wolf friend in the top of the huge oak and my heart is beating so loudly I feel like someone would hear it from a mile away. She has a pleasant smile spread across her face and she’s staring straight at the eagle as if it was an old friend as it streaks toward her staring her right in the eye.

I stand there motionlessly staring at her admiration and fear flickers through me I can’t...I can’t save her no...I have to do something. How can she be so...so fearless?! The eagle he’s heading toward the river if he drops her...no… this ca-won’t happen. But she’s so high in the air I have to climb if she dies I’ll live to regret it. I run through the flowers of the den and into the soft grass and run faster than a lion.

I jog through the trees and notice that there are claw marks run up all the tree’s without putting a thought in how the mysterious claw marks got in these tree’s I back up and start running you’d think I’d feel brave and proud that I was attempting to save this wolf, but no I felt sick and cold.

I back up and start running I never thought I would ever run right 13 foot tree! Just as I arrive at the top I see the she-wolf and the eagle about 10 feet away from me as the soaring eagle flies toward me I see the she-wolf look down at me and see me in the tree she does a playful smile and nods. Huh, she should be scared she might die I thought. I stare blankly at her because I was very confused she was so sure so confident and fearless and...so strong. The eagle is a few tail lengths away from me think..think fast I thought to myself. And just as the eagle flys over me I swing myself up into the air and I sunk my teeth into the eagles throat and pull it down into the tree as the exitted she-cat falls down into the tree with me and the lifeless eagle.

I expect her to say something anything but she just happily climbs down the tree like she flies around on eagles everyday. I’m to shocked to say anything and I wait for her reaction. “Want some?!?” she asks. I tremble thinking of the eagle carrying her off onto the sky. “Are you okay?!” she asks worriedly. I draw in a breath what I thought how can she be thinking about me when she almost just got carried off by an eagle!?

“How are you not scared?!” I said in a jumble of words “Scared,” she said “of what?” is she joking how is she not scared. “You just nearly got taken off by an eagle how are you not scared!” “How are you scared?” she asks “What!” I say my fur jolting up. “Is that not they way,” she said “the way of your prey?” now, of all times she chooses now to talk in poetry?!

I force they fur down “Well...in the forest we hunt in packs and we catch things like deer and bears…” I mumbled “Well I have no pack and I’m am very small” she said “I can only kill things that are small like rabbits and mice but, those are boring and well I’ve always dreamed of flying so I climb up trees and kill eagles.” Wow It's like everything she touches becomes fun! “Oh no,” I say “I’ve lost track of time I’m sure my pack think I’m dead by now!” “Oh my gosh sorry I distracted you!” she said I say nothing I just look up at her small green eyes and nod. We run through the light green grass. I never asked her her name

I bet Monarch thinks I’m dead or worse they might think that I abandoned him and what will they say when I say that I stayed in the den of a small she-wolf that climbs trees and kills eagle single pawed! In the distance I see the river except there something's different as I stop at the river side a pang of confusion floods over me.

“Oh no,” I mumble I look across the violently moving and quick water it isn’t just quick strong the river is very high- to high to swim across I can’t think I don’t know what to think I just sit and stare. I don’t want never see my pack again I’m going into the swim even if it's an impossible swim if I don’t make it I don’t care I’ll die trying.

I leap into the impossible water and as a wave of deep blue slaps me in the face I regret my decision I’m gonna die I thought and with no one to watch but a small she-wolf “no…” I mutter as I fall into the water waiting my death I open my eyes but I see nothing but black,black,black and some death. This is the end I thought sadly.  

Future Maya Comments-

The episodes are getting longer and longer.

When ever mysterious love interest tiny wolf spoke I felt my dark black soul crumble a little bit.

If grammar I good then this would actually be a good story. Sadly I no grammar good.

Okay for all of you folks who are confused with this episode, basically River is the middle pup of three, and also in the other episodes there were dreams of this flood but no actual floods. Rivers chapter was real.

Anyway you maybe wondering why they are getting longer and longer. 

I was one very logical and reasonable explanation for this, music.

You see this chapter was the chapter where I learned that I could listen to music when I worked.

That fueled me up with inspiration.

That is why I attached that song to this.

So you could relate to how I felt when making this the smallest bit more.

Anyway enough of me go do your homework viewer people!

Bye,

-Maya