Sep. 16, 2008 - Chapter 9
Hazel sighed as she leaned over on the fence in their back yard. She was worn out from the day's chores and the events of the previous night. The sun was just going down, but all you could see of it was an ocassional streak of pink and yellow high in the sky since the trees towered to high to see the horizon. She held a basket in her hand that carried the remainders of mouse feed. (In that land mice to a fox were like chickens to a human) "You're un-happy." She heard a voice from behind her say, and there was Jeff walking slowly up and leaning on the fence next to her. Hazel didnt try to defy thia fact. Instead she actually agreed with him as she said, "I wish I could leave. Beyond these woods. I've never been any further than the closest town near here. I want to travel like you. See the horizon, and look apon the deep waters of the ocean. Have you ever seen the ocean?" "Yes, once." Replied Jeff "It is beautiful but it can be very dangerous. Storm form quickely there, and stike with amazing power." "Oh, wish I could have been there. Just too feel the sand under my paws would take this restless feeling out of them." Jeff looked at Hazel's eager face as she gazed longingly up at the last streakes of pink in the sky. That horrid twinge of regret filled him again and he looked away quickely as she let her head back down. Now it was his turn to sigh. "Well, I guess we had better go in." He said turning around. "Yes, I guess." Said Hazel quietly. A dreading expressing filled her face for many reasons as they walked back together.
Inside the Grandmother watched them with a tender look on her face, through the window. She smiled slightely and then turned away from the window to sturr the pot of soup that was boiling over the fire. She took a small boul down from the cubboard nad filled it with soup and placed it to the side of the hearth in a basket and put a cloth on top to keep it warm. A grimace filled her face as she looked at it.
Hazel entered the kitchen a moment later. "Oh, there you are, here is the basket, I have a boul of soup in it and a few small loaves of bread." "Thank you, grandmother, that will be enough." Said hazel setting her basket down and picking up the other one to place it closer to the fire so that it would stay warm. "Try to hurry, Hazel, if you can. I dont want you out too late tonight." Yes grandmother, I'll try." Grandmother paused to hold Hazel's care worn face in her paws. "This burded never should have fallen apon a young one like you. If he would let me take it to him, I would." "I know, grandmother. I'm fine." She answered pulling herself away. "Its my responsibility, and I can bare it."
~Continued in the Following Addition~
~Mari
Comments
Sep. 17, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Eowyn
YEAH!!!!!!! YOU POSTED!!!! It's really good!!
Keep it up...
BFFetc,
Eowyn
Sep. 17, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Anonymous
bum-ba-bummmm!
thanks for updating:) that's so cute with the mice:)
can't wait till you update, your such a good author:)
onedaymore
Sep. 18, 2008 - I'll just leave you in suspense...
Posted by
WOW! That was really good!! The mice thing is clever! Do the the fox eat them? (lol)
So are they falling in love already? *sigh* I love romance...
love you sooooo much!! Can't wait till Saturday!!!!
Your BFF etc. ;]]
<3
Oct. 19, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Storyteller
Cool! What burden is she bearing? Does it have something to do with the jackal??
Oct. 22, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Indyjones
Hmmm.
I think I would rather have a chicken than a rat.
I like it so far.
Indyjones
