Forgotten Victory

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
a girl named Kamillah saves a boy and his wolf and helps them both journey through the challanges to become the leaders they need to be when they return to their home.

Submitted: March 07, 2010

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Forgotten Victory
Momma told me not to stray too far away. She warned me not to venture off past the grass plain but my curiosity lead me father into the unknown. I heard the screeching and it made heart ache and cry.
I walked and eventually swam through the river. I trudged through the brown thick mud. I sneaked past long thin strips of grass. I ran past many different kinds of trees and plants. And in the end of my long search I found myself on top of a great cliff.
On the tawny coloured rocks was a young boy not of my age pulling and tugging furiously and a screeching being. I step closer and I am sure the boy knows someone is near but he cannot spare a glance. Wise people know that if you are truly going to succeed you must never take your eyes off the reward; your goal.
I step even closer, edging closer and closer to the boy until I am almost looking over him. The cliff was not that far a drop but you would defiantly break some bone and there was a great chance of losing yourself to death.
I inch closer and look towards the yelping being only to realize it was a wolf. Not a normal wolf, I might, but the features told me the animal was part wolf. The wolfish animal whimpered like it had already come to terms with death.
The wolfish creature started to whine in way that was not meant to indicate fear for itself but for the child trying so desperately to save its life. I believe with all my heart that the animal was attempting to communicate with the child, telling him to not fall over with it.
The child, already grunting from holding the animal’s weight, moans in despair. Without thinking I wrap my more formed, muscular arms, around the young boy’s weak arms tiring arms and pull.
I don’t let go until I have pulled the wolf’s body all the way on the cliff ledge even when my limps protest in fury. I didn’t regret my decision even though my arms were now sore and strained and my behind and thighs were scraped.
I was not ashamed about aiding a predator or potential rival because I knew if I had watched the predator die that I would be watching an innocent adolescent die as well. It did not go unnoticed how the boy now snuggled to the creature like it was its own blood. There was some bond between the two and I wished to know of it.
I step back watching the reunion between beast and man. I was not sure when it would be respectful to interrupt therefore I waited what seemed to be excruciatingly long time.
The boy looked up his eyes swollen with tears pounding down his dirty face. I couldn’t say much for I had come to rescue him with leaves in my hair, mud and grass plastered on my boots and legs, and I was wet from my grimy toes to my disastrous hair.
“You helped me and my friend.”
I titled my head. I suppose it was obvious the creature and boys were companions but for it to be declared seemed ludicrous.
“You were going to fall.” I reply.
“You did not need to aid me but you did.” The boy stood and so did his shaky worn out animal companion. “I will repay you, what does a young warrior princess desires these days?”
“I am no princess or warrior.” I say quickly then I see the boy grinning. He was teasing me. He was making a fool out of myself even after I had saved him. Suddenly my mood shifted.
The boy didn’t need to hear me speak to see that something had changed. His face grew serious. “I still wish to repay you. I am very grate you saved my friend and I. I was beginning to believe we wouldn’t live to see another full moon.”
The wolfish creature grunts as if relying. The boy sighs and rolls his eyes in a childish way. “We are bonded if you were to die I would die inside without your presence on this land.”
I look around to who he could have been possibly speaking too. The only other option was the wolf. I shook my head confused. I take another step back, assuming the boy was to strange to speak with.
“Don’t fear warrior princess. Yes I do indeed speak to this stubborn, single minded, wolf but I am certainly not insane.”
I eye him cautiously. He seems harmless but momma says that the weakest have the most tricks up their tunic. No one expects much of the fragile and that is why the weak are still alive now, because their smart.
Momma made sure that her children and tribe were both strong and intelligent. That is why I knew I should turn and leave and that is what I had begun to do. The boy, and his strange animal bond, was not worth my life. If I were to die it wouldn’t be out of stupidity. I wouldn’t disgrace my family or myself.
“Don’t leave yet warrior princess. I have yet to hear your name. Do you not desire to be repaid for you brave acts? You saved me and a wolf.”
I keep putting one foot in front of the other even though my heart wishes to know more. My brain is smart and knows when I should retreat to the safety of my tribe. I begin to wish my brain had been heard as I ran blindly to the howling.
“I am lost.” The boy says in a shaky voice. I turn to see he was not lying. He had not wished to share this information before because he feared I would think of him weak. “My wolf is tired and cannot find the scent of my clan.”
I sigh angrily. It was not like I could leave him here, if I do I had wasted my time and strength. If I abandon him I might as well have let him and his wolf die for they won’t live when both of them are so worn down.
I stare in the direction of my tribes resting place. It was another running river and had fairly dry ground to create fire on. We had just come back from a successful hunt so caring for one- I mean two- being would not be too hard.
I look into the wolves anxious eyes. I return my gaze to the boys graying face. I am sure the two are ready to drop frpm exhaustion at anytime. Who knew how long they had been fighting for their lives for.
I step over to the boy. I take hold his hand and pull him along quickly. “Where do you take me, warrior princess?” I stop and glare at him.
“My name is Kämillah, I am part of the Terra-Ta-Sun tribe. I am bringing you to my people so you can rest and regain your strength. Then we will find your people,” I explain.
Without speaking farther I dragged along a half conscious boy and his tiring wolf. I didn’t think we would make before the moon rose but by some miracle we did. The grass made the wolf off balanced and the boy choke. The mud slowed us down by an extreme rate. When the river came the boy almost collapsed looking at the fast pace water.
I wrapped the boy in my grasp and pulled him along, being very careful not to be overburden by the boy’s body and risk drowning myself. Then I return beging to fill the weight of the day events on my shoulder.
The wolf looked uneasy towards the river. I grew impatient and gave a little shove. The wolf half snarled half whimpered. I decided to take a more gentle approach since the wolf, no doubt, was young and childish still.
I dipped myself partly in the water and reached my hand towards the frightened wolf. The wolf inched closer until its paws were over mine. I softly tug the animal along. Soon the wolf is fully immerged into the water. I kick my legs and pull the wolf across. The wolf luckily helps me by doing some kicking of its own.
When the wolf and I come on land I silently declare period of resting and my two companions do not protest.
After a quick rest we start moving through the dense forest to reach man made clearing near to larger river. My nose smells burning meat and my mouth waters. We soon stumble upon my people.
Momma spots me and goes in a frenzy. I can tell that she had been distressed for quite awhile. She scolds me for disobeying then turns and gapes at the wolf that now lays with a boy laying across its back.
I explain in hush tones, admitting regretfully how far I had wandered off. I could see bigger punishment in the near future. I shake my head and glare at the grass. Then I call to my people while my momma gawks at the boy and wolf.
“They need food and water, a wash, new garments, and a place to rest.” I announced.
Immediately my people rush and take the boy away. The boy unleashes a deathly cry when he is separated from his wolf. My people look cautiously at the animal. I make a quick agitated remark and soon the wolf is taken with the boy.
“In all my years...” My momma mutters to herself. “I could expect such strangest from your brother but not my eldest not my successor.”
“Momma…” I moan. “I heard a cry and I went to help… something you taught me. Yes the two are an odd sight but you told me only to disregard the strange when they are dangerous. I believe the two are harmless, not to say that they cannot protect themselves but I feel they are civil.” I plead for momma to understand.
Momma doesn’t care. She is tried and is worried about father who is still on a hunt with my older brothers. When momma is done with me I retreat to my room.
I had fallen into a calm sleep only to be awoken to soon. When I finally had enough of being poked I open one eye and stare at the boy and wolf. Both were spotless clean and looking well rested. Lucky them, I thought. I hadn’t even washed myself or taken a proper midday sleep.
The boy’s hair was a rust orange colour and his skin was tan. His eyes were large light brown, innocent, eyes. His wolf was brown and white with a twinkle in his eye.
I stood up and looked down to the boy. “Do you have a good reason from awakening me?” I question angrily.
“You are quite grumpy warrior princess.” He observes.
“Please call me by my name.” I say, holding down my irritation.
“I don’t believe I have earned that privilege.”
I huff foul air. I scrunch my nose and turn from the boy.
“What is your name or do I not have the privilege to know?”
“You have earned my name warrior princess. My name is Andreas I am of the wolf clan. The wolves are our playmates, our brother and sister.”
I gave him such a strange stare that he began to laugh. This confused me and I wondered if he was making fun of me. My face took on a sour expression.
“Is this a joke?” I asked my temper ready to fly ceiling high.
“You have seen the bond, how can you deny what I say is true?”
The boy was right and I honestly had no reason to disbelieve his words. I sigh. Mother said an animal saved is an animal earned. It must be the same for a human, I did rescue him and his mutt, and therefore I am now their rightful protector or owner of some sort.
I decide that if Andreas calls me his warrior princess that I would not anger because it was a waste of breath and time. Who gave a tiger’s growl if he called me by a name of importance?
“Andreas what has urged to wake me from my slumber?” I say in calm voice.
“My wolf, Cahir, senses his pack moving away. They worry about us but they cannot stay because their pups and children are too young to endure the winter here. They are moving to a safer location to rest in the months of snow.”
“They are leaving you?” I asked appalled.
“You must understand, warrior princess, that they cannot risk the next generation because of one foolish boy, who almost didn’t make it another day to become a man.”
I pondered this new information and I realized I would be stuck with Andreas and his creature longer then I desired to think about.
“I will leave and wonder on my own until my clan returns because I am sure you don’t want to burden your…tribe with my wolf and I.”
I turned slightly towards him, happy that he had suggested it, but when I faced him I knew he was not ready to venture on his own. He would die before his clan returned and my efforts would be wasted.
I shook my head. “My tribe doesn’t have room for two others,” I say and watch his face drop to a frighten expression, “But I will take care of you in my living corridors. I will make you strong, I will teach you to hunt and cook, I will show you what plants are good and what are bad and their uses. By the end of the winter you will return to you people a warrior.”
The wolf pounced upon me and licked beneath my chin. I jumped back, disgusted by this gesture. I hold my hands up as the wolf tries to near.
“What is it doing?”
“Cahir!” Andreas says harshly. The wolf growls but backs away with his tail in between his legs and his ears flat against his skull. Andreas looks up to me and smiles an anxious apology. “It’s a wolf’s thank you, a regular gesture in my clan. Cahir will adjust.”
I nodded then started for the door. There was no point trying to escape to sleep at this hour. Sleep would come to me soon enough and I had plenty of work to finish before it did.
“Let us find you a suitable bed to rest upon.”
In the end I had taken my eldest brother’s bed. I lifted it above my head before Andreas could ask to help. As I walked from my brothers’ living corridors I called for Andreas to retrieve the quilts that had been on the bed, and now tossed on the floor.
Once Andreas’s new bed was placed close to mine I asked my people to begin to build and make my brother’s new bed and quilts before he returned.
The next few days I spent all my time preparing the wolf and Andreas for their winter stay with my tribe. I took extra hunting expeditions by myself during the day catching only small prey. Andreas and his wolf offered to come but I rejected the offer. Hunting was the only time I was alone, where I didn’t have to worry about anyone but myself.
In seven days I had stocked up on ten rabbits, six badgers, and three large birds. It was obvious I would need more but for now I was satisfied. My brothers and papa was to return tonight and my attention was taken up by preparing their return.
I was quickly distracted when I witnessed some of the boys begin to tease Andreas. I stayed back to see if it was only play of children but I quickly realized Andreas hurt and frightened face and Cahir vicious growls.
I stepped away from my watching place and stride over to Andreas. These boys I watched when I was younger. They were not usually so cruel and rude.
“I thought I taught you better then to turn your fear into resentment.” I said sternly, catching each child’s eye.
“We are not scared, Kämillah. We’re curious, it isn’t our fault your lost puppy is sensitive.”
I stepped in front of him with new found protectiveness over the boy and wolf I had rescued days before.
“I will not stop his wolf from ripping your foolish brains from your skull.” I said harshly.
The boys cower beneath my stare. They may not be intelligent enough not to anger a wolf but they were wise enough to back down when authority threatened them.
“Do not let me see this again.” The boys nodded and stalked off.
Andreas huffed in annoyance. “I can fight my own battles. At least I should be.”
I glanced at him and saw his pride wounded greatly. I sigh. “I will let you fight when I know you can win without the aid of your wolf. You should both be equally responsible for you lives.” I walked off and heard the glum footsteps of my followers.
I turned and stared at the two young potential warriors before me. “We will start your training, now.”
I left my task with others and took Andreas and Cahir into the forest. Today I focused on their endurance. I made them race each other continually until both dropped to the ground.
I snorted. “You’ll have to become faster and gain some stamina.” I say plopping myself beside the two.  
Andreas laughed a tired raspy laugh. “You are fooling me right? A punishment for snoring last night?”
I giggled into my hands. I hadn’t told Andreas about his loud snoring but I had loudly complained to momma this morning about it. She just shrugged and smiled.
“No punishment.” I grin. “Come you two. I will allow you to rest before the celebration.”
Later that night father and my brothers returned with other father and sons. They returned with a moose. I heard my eldest brother had made the first attack and my other brother dove into the fight with hesitation. This was good signs.
We feasted tonight. We danced and sang and laughed. My brothers easily took a liking to Andreas though they were wary of his wolf.
Winter came closer and the weather grew worse. I took Andreas and Cahir huntiing every day. I made them run every morning. I showed them how to be stealth when hunting. I taught them new strategies when hunting together. I improved Cahir’s long distances leaps so that he could pounce on his prey with precision. I showed Andreas how to throw spear and hit his target.
Winter was upon us but I kept up the training. I dressed Andreas in many furs from our past prey and Cahir’s winter coat grew soon enough. I made them race in the snow even though they tired easily.
Eventually I made them train then come back home to work like the other men in my tribe. Andreas chopped and brought fire wood. Cahir brought loads on his back from one house to the other such as blankets, food, medicine or messages.
The two became intertwined with my tribe and were accepted officially when Andreas was asked to begin the singing after a well prepared meal. Cahir joined Andreas, surprisingly, nice voice with his strong and pure howling.
Everything seemed to being going fine until late in the night when a wicked storm was raged outside my home. Cahir was nudging me with his muzzle. He was whining in distress. I pushed him aside and made hush-hush noises to calm Cahir. I just assumed Cahir was distraught about the weather.
But I was wrong. Momma says I need to stop making assumptions. I feel momma is correct. I had assumed I could get rid of Andreas and Cahir just as fast as I gained them. I believed Andreas and Cahir would be a burden. I thought they would never be accepted.
And now I assumed Cahir was being a pup and annoying, frightened, baby wolf. But when I rolled over to sooth Cahir with my touch I saw Andreas was awake…and sick.
I jumped up from my bed and rushed over to a sweating, shaking, Andreas. My palm feels his head. He is burning more like the fire did on the night he was accepted. His skin is slight tainted red like the fur of a past prey. His hair is damp and plastered onto his forehead like mud on my boots on that day when I saved him.
 “What happened Cahir?” I shouted. It was alright that my voice was loud since I couldn’t compete with the screeching wind outside anyways or I would have called for help. 
Cahir lowered his and whimpered. I realized now that his fur was white and that his paws left marks upon my floor. Cahir nosed Andrea’s now soaked winter boots. I looked past Andreas and saw his wet outside garments.
“Were you dropped on your head as a babe?” I said in a fearful laugh. “Why did you go outside?” I questioned madly.
“H-hunt-ting.” His breathing was jagged.
“Now…!” I cry. “What on earth made you think going outside to hunt in this weather is wise?” I snap while rapidly gathering herbs within my home in a frantic mess.
Cahir nuzzled my stomach. “What?” I say harshly.
“He’s s-saying it w-was for y-you.” Say a shivering Andreas.
I paused. “Me?” I question softly. “Why?”
“To p-prove myself to you, to earn you name. Y-you said we were running out of meat and I-I didn’t want you do have t-to spare your tribes meat.”
I came over and placed all the herbs I could find on the damp floor. “You earned my name, just use it. You’ve been trying to prove yourself for the last two full moons. I don’t like you getting hurt over me.” I said irritated.
Two nights before, he tried to hunt a moose by himself. He wouldn’t let Cahir come and therefore Cahir told me or at least made me follow him to where Andreas was. Seven nights ago he got into a fight with one of my tribe men. When I was cleaning his wounds he told me he was trying to gain a position amongst the tribe.
I realize this is the way of his clan. You needed to gain a worthy title and gain the permission to speak another’s name. I respected his clan but he was not with his clan therefore there was no reason to participate in their traditions. But I thought it would be rude to say so.
I started grounding herbs in a stone bowl with a rock. I made a quick slave and placed it into Andreas’s mouth. I forced Andreas to eat it until I had no more in my bowl.
His breath slowed but a cruel cough came. Cahir was whimper and nudging his friend anxiously. Andreas’s eyes began to water, I realized he was sobbing.
I couldn’t retrieve more herbs in this weather or I wouldn’t be much help to Andreas. I was just going to have to trust the salve; I had to trust my skills in healing.
 I pulled Andreas close to my heart and started to cry. I was scared and frightened. I was trembling but I quickly stopped because I knew I must be strong for Andreas if he is to make it through the night.
“Warrior p-princess th-.”
“Stop speaking Andreas. Focus on healing. Nothing else.”
Andreas cried softly into my chest. I made hushing sounds like I had done earlier to Cahir. “Don’t fret little one, be strong. I didn’t save you to have you die on me.” I whispered similar things for a few hours.
Eventually Andreas had fallen into a restless slumber. Cahir went to sleep at the end of the bed. I, too, was pulled under the deep sea of sleep.
When I awoke Andreas was laying across my midsection with his feet hanging off the bed. Cahir slept at my head and licked my ears.
“Stop Cahir.” I plead shouldering the dog away.
I listen to my surroundings closely. The wind seemed to have seized and Cahir had stopped yelping in sorrow. And best of all, Andreas was sleeping peacefully without any couching fits, or tears of pain. Unfortunately Andreas had not abandon his snoring
I slipped out from under Andreas head and I wipe the salvia from my bare stomach. Cahir looked up, head bowing. It was like the wolf was saying thank you.
“You’re welcome brave wolf. Look after my little one and your foolish companion.” The wolf snorted in response. I laughed and went to meet momma.
In the next three days Andreas had recovered fully from his stupidity. He had also become mute he only spoke when he was talked to and after that it was silence. It worried me.
Today he was helping me chop wood. He stopped and turned to face me. I looked up when I saw his boots face my direction.
“Yes?” I ask gently.
“I am not little; I am not your little one, warrior princess.” Andreas wasn’t harsh but hurt.
I nodded. I didn’t even think Andreas would remember the time he was ill. He had slipped in and out of conscious regularly on those nights.
Andreas returned to chopping wood. I was left stunned. “Sorry.” I whisper. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”
Andreas dropped his axe and stalked off with Cahir loop around him worryingly. I sigh and continue working.
The next day Andreas helped me carry large rack form the forest to the camp site. The tribe wanted bigger fires and I offered to help to get my mind off of Andreas. Just my luck, I thought.
“I am not mad at you warrior princess. I just wanted you to know that I am not a child.” I rolled my eyes then felt ashamed. I was belittling my friend.
“I know you’re not a child.” I say even though when I look at him he is still the young boy I saved and the trembling boy that had been ill.
“Good.”
I nodded though Andreas was not looking at me. “Will you be fine if I am gone for a full moon?” I question.
I turn to see Andreas’s frightened face. “Why are you leaving?” In my thoughts it sounded more like ‘why are you leaving me behind?’
“Hunting. Every year a parent will take their children, when they are old enough, hunting while the other parent stays to help with the rest of the tribe. Last year my momma brought us, this year papa will.”
“Oh, I see.” Andreas replies glumly.
“I will take you if you wish to come.” I say quickly, not desiring to see Andreas’s feelings hurt.
A smile vanished from Andreas’s face as quickly as it had come. “No warrior princess. This is your time with your family. I will not ruin that.”
I nod, glad that I would not have to explain to papa why I needed to Andreas to come along.
The next morning I say farewell to my tribe and Andreas. “Stay out of trouble, little one.” I whisper in his ear before I realize what I have said. His face turns to stone. I try to smile it off and pretend I had not just hurt his pride once again.
The trip with father and my brothers was exhilarating. Father took more risks then momma. We hunted constantly. We danced around small fires and sung off tune into the night. We eat scrumptious prey we hand hunted and slept all in one tent taking turns to sleep in the middle.
I was in a cheery mood when I returned. Father was boosting about the prey we caught. My younger brother, Ty, claimed he would be the best hunter there was. My older brother, Rïcked declared Ty would never be the greatest hunter because he was already the best. I just laughed at both of them, secretly announcing I was the best of the best.
All of the tribe that was still here gathered. Momma was the first to greet us and as usual she checked us head to toe for any scratches, bits, or rashes. We all passed the health check.
The rest of the tribe surrounded us waiting to hear about our success. Rïcked was the first to start telling about our great adventures. I just smiled trying to catch a glimpse of where my dear friend and his wolf were.
“They are out hunting, Kämillah.” Says momma.
It hurt a little that they did not come to greet me with the rest of the tribe. I squeezed myself through the crowed and headed for the other forest.
I walked quietly upon the dirty white forest ground. I listened closely for any clue to where my companions had gone to. I held my stone dagger uneasily. The silence made me nervous.
Many paces within the forest the silence was rapidly replaced with growling, roaring, and a high pitch squeal. I jumped and flattened my back against the tree truck. I didn’t care about the bark digging into my back I just tried to focus to where the dreadful noise was coming from.
“Well done Cahir.” I heard Andreas praise. 
I heard a bark in response. I grinned wickedly. Fine, don’t bother to show up for my return, I thought mischievously. Just don’t be upset if I give you a little scare.
I walk sneakily to the direction of the noise. The commotion seems to dim, all I can hear is Cahir massive teeth chomping down on what I assume is a boar flesh.
I tiptoe to the edge of a small opening and spot an enormous boar being viciously torn at by Cahir. I look around to spot Andreas. My eye brows scrunch up in confusion. I start to creep a little bit farther into the brushes to get a better look when I am roughly yanked from behind.
Without thinking I overthrow my attacker to the ground. I am swiftly tossed aside before I can see who my attacker is. I wander, angrily, why Cahir is so nonchalant that another is trying to hurt me when I realized I must be fighting with Andreas.
I slam Andreas down hard, holding him in place. I gasped. Andreas was not the Andreas I had left a month earlier. His autumn tree leaf hair was shaven like many of the older men in my tribe. Andreas wore a thick grey fur vest and trousers this left his large muscles exposed to the cold winds.
When did he get so strong and independent? I wandered. My hands held Andreas forearms firmly. Beneath my palms I felt odd textures. I lifted my palm slightly to see tiny trenches made in his arm of sacred symbols of my tribe.
I look closely at Andreas’s face and see a greater change then just his appearance. There was a finger long scar upon his face covered in shaven facial hair. His eyes were calm and wise. Those were man eyes not a child’s. His face was held in a stern expression. That was a man’s square jaw not a boy’s. And it was a man’s arms knocking me to the ground, not the adolescent I had rescued last summer.
Now Andreas held me shock still under his weight. His hard face turns into a playful grin. I smile back still not grasping the changes in Andreas.
Why hadn’t I seen these changes earlier? I thought. Then I understood why I had been so blind to the man-I mean warrior- that had grown before my eyes. I never thought of him any more then the frightened child that I was to protect. I instantly feel guilty and ashamed.
I reach to graze the scar on Andreas face when he leaps into a stance looking down at me. He reaches for my hands and pulls me up.
“It was nice of you to greet me when I returned.” I say sarcastically.
Andreas chuckles a deep warm laugh. “It was too crowed and I knew you would come to look for me. Then I could greet my warrior princess without being pushed aside.” Said a low, deep, manly voice from Andreas’s mouth. I startled only to be jumped by a happy wolf.
Cahir licks my cheeks and slobbers on my neck. I crumple my face together in disgust. Andreas laughs and Cahir snorts. I push the large animal off of my torso and wipe my face clean.
“Was the hunt good?” The deep voice asks. I nod. “Did you enjoy yourself?” I nod again, speechless. Andreas slants his head and Cahir does the same, my words and giggles get trapped in my throat. “Is something wrong warrior princess?”
I shake my head. “N-not at all.” I say. Then a warm, proud, emotion soars through my veins. A huge grin settles on my face.
I take three long strides to Andreas and embrace my, now, built companion. My arms almost could not wrap around his torso.
“I missed you more then I realized.” I observed.
Andreas bobs his head. “Good.” He says happily and softly.
I step back and examine Andreas. “You are defiantly not ‘little’ anymore,” Andreas stands straighter. I quiet a laugh ready to burst past my lips. He was no longer the weakling and neither was his great wolf.
Andreas waited patiently for me to say more but all I said after was, “We should get the boar before another animal does.” Andreas watches me intently.
When we return my assumption is confirmed. Papa, Rïcked, and Ty greet Andreas and their faces don’t seem all that surprised about his look besides Andreas new hair cut. I was the blind one the one who cruelly degraded Andreas without even realizing it. I felt guilty.
The winter season began to ease and the sun started to devour the white and bring the colour. For many days we didn’t get to witness the colour the sun had brought back. It rain continuously. The clouds dark clouds made the days seem gray.
Even with the bad weather, Andreas and Cahir continued training. I went along with them most of the time. We discovered I was the swift runner like Cahir but Andreas held more muscle within him. Together we made an amazing team.
Spring came soon enough. Once the land was dry women and girls went out to the forest to retrieve herbs. When I returned with my friends the men and boys had prepared a delicious midday meal.
Then my companions and I went back to the forest to retrieve more herbs and some fish from the river. We returned at dusk when the light barely showed. I cleaned and gutted the fish then went to my room to rest.
Andreas and Cahir were there as well. Andreas gets up and covers my eyes. I stand patiently, already used to Andreas’s weird behavior. A couple barks later Andreas removes his hand.
He takes out his dagger and gives it to me. “Look,” He says pointing to the silver part of the dagger. I look closely then see a ring of daisies and pink flowers on my head.
“There so pretty.” I say smiling. “Thank you, Andreas.” Andreas grins, satisfied with my reaction.
Many days later Andreas and Cahir become fidgety. They pace, grunt, and howl for no reason at all. I was not the only one throw odd glances their way.
“Are you two all right?’ I asked after the three of us had successfully caught two badgers.
“They’re close.” Andreas says giddily. Cahir yaps excitedly then begins to howl.
I laugh. “I guess there will be no more hunting now that our cover is blown.” I smile down at Cahir.
“Warrior princess did you hear what I said, I clan is nearing to their summer home.”
I freeze. I hadn’t thought about what would happen after Andreas and Cahir left for their home. My face grew still and my mind uncertain.
“Warrior princess?”
I stay silent trying to figure out when they would have to leave and how much time I would have left with them. I was so focused on this crucial information that hadn’t noticed Andreas’s arms wrap around me and Cahir’s body snuggle against my legs.
“When?” I said when it was clear I wasn’t going to be able to figure it out.
“Cahir thinks in seven days they will arrive at our summer location.”
I nodded letting the knowledge set in. I lean against Andreas and take hold of a chunk of Cahir’s fur.
“Don’t be sad warrior princess.” Andreas pleads.
“But you two will leave and I will not see you again.” I said sullenly.
“I didn’t know how much you would care.” Andreas observes.
“Of course I care.” I snap irritated.
Andreas’s body jumbles from his silent chuckle. “Warrior princess, you said you would take me to my clan. Do so and stay with me, with my clan, and Cahir.”
I look up at Andreas like he had suggested the stupidest thing ever. The idea wasn’t stupid I was just caught off guard. I had never planned to leave my tribe like some of my people had. I was going to find myself a strong, intelligent, man and settle down where I would be close to family.
Andreas’s face drops and he begins to pull away but I stop him. I turn to face him unsure what to say.
“I want you to stay with me. I want you to stand beside me when I take over my clan.”
My eyes go wide. I go to step back but Andreas holds me in one place. In the corner of my eye I can see Cahir watching closely. Andreas sees it too.
“Cahir go see if there are some badgers left to hunt today.” Andreas says calmly never moving his gaze from me.
I look over to Cahir. He snorts and I swear to the heavens that the wolf had grinned as well. I quickly look back to Andreas.
“Warrior princess do you understand why I did such foolish things many moons before? Do you see why I became upset that you called me ‘your little one’?”
I nodded. “You wished for my approval and praise. You desired for me to see as the man you became not the boy I saved.” I respond softly.
Andreas smiles shyly. “Yes.”
“I am sorry I hurt and made you feel like you were a child. I force you to-“
“Become a man. You gave me motivation to become the leader I must be when I return to my people.”
The guilt I had felt earlier lifted and I sighed in relief that my rudeness and blindness aided Andreas’s quest to become a great leader.
“Warrior princess, when you see me what do you feel?”
“Deep affection and a strong attraction.” I say. I look down my cheeks reddening. I could not believe I had just admitted that.
Andreas chuckles warmly. “Wonderful. That exactly what I wanted to hear.” I look up and grin shyly.
Papa gave his blessing as soon as he saw Andreas and I walk hand in hand. He had sense that Andreas and Cahir would depart our tribe soon and when he saw us close as we were he knew I would want to go with him.
On the morning I was to leave mother cried and kissed both cheeks. Ty smiled and a tear dripped all alone down his cheek. I gave him a long comforting embrace and promised him I would see him soon enough. Rïcked kissed my forehead and told me I had grown into a fine woman. Papa was cheerful and proud of me. He didn’t seem distressed by my leave and I knew that he planned to make surprise visits throughout the summer.
On our first night out in the wilderness, Andreas and I slept under the dark starless night. The only light was from the small fire we had and the half, glistening, moon in the sky.
“How did you receive that scar on your cheek?” I question.
“My first, true, successful hunt with Cahir. We caught a baby bear.”
“A bear, why didn’t you ever tell me?” I asked amazed.
“I didn’t want to sound like I was boasting or that I was childish.”
I smile and kiss Andreas scarred cheek.
In the morning we found a two hares killed by our fire. I looked over to see Cahir liking his bloody muzzle. I grin and shake my head.
Today we crossed two streams and one river before we reached a bigger grass plain then the one I had crossed last summer. I stretch farther than I could see.
“My clan is one the other side.”
“Of course.” I say sarcastically.
Andreas pulls me close. “Soon we will be there. Two nights, three days, I believe.”
The traveling was tiring and dull. Sometimes Andreas and I would talk non-stop and other times we focused on putting one foot in front of the other. It was a draining day and I was grateful when the blazing sun decided to take a rest.


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