Trying to prove something to someone is never a valid reason for doing anything.
The moment Catori's parents came back from the Capital, she left the house. Not only did she want fresh air, but she needed human interaction other than her family.
Catori walked down to the old pond situated just behind the schoolyard, the usual hang-out spot for people her age.
Of course, they didn't work because their parents never let them. They can't leave either and no one wanted to get married yet.
So they all did the next best thing, went out from dusk until dawn, tell stories, drank stolen brandy from their parents' cupboards and goofed around, with the occasional destroying a few properties.
“Are you coming to the forbidden mountains with us?’’ Halona asked in a sing-song voice, as she danced around Catori.
“It’s called forbidden for a reason,” Catori informed her best friend, as she draped a slender arm across Halona’s shoulders.
There is a scoffing sound from behind Catori. “we all know that Catori will never tag along, she never broke any of the rules.” Calian, the Chief’s youngest son, said.
“Too much of a goodie two shoes aren’t ya.” He mocked after.
(And this is who my mother wants me to marry.”) Catori thought to herself.
Even though Calian is twenty-three years, he still acts like an adolescent boy with raging hormones.
Kateri hanging off his arms proves just that.
“Oh, come on, Catori, it will be fun. You never have fun with us.” Kateri gave Catori puppy eyes.
“Yeah, girl. Just this once.’’ Leona joined Kateri.
Kateri and Leona weren’t that much of a friend to Catori, but since they hung around Halona, they were friends by accusation.
“Does she even know what that is?” Meztli (pronounced Mays-lee) laughed.
Catori cast her eyes upon him, causing him to avert his grey eyes.
At one point the two could have been a couple, but Meztli wanted adventure, to chase skits and watch Desolation burn.
“You should just go home.” Calian nodded toward Catori’s house.
But Catori stood her ground, being as stubborn as ever.
She wanted to tell Halona about the strange dreams she had last night, thinking she could give her some insight.
After all, she was the one with the gift of foresight.
“Fine, I’ll tag along, but only to prove that I’m no chicken or a goodie, goodie.” Catori asserted.
Calian cracked a half-smile, “just don’t start crying when we get too high up.”
“And you better not cry when you get scared.” Catori shot back.
“What does the future hold for us?” Calian asked Halona as he ignored Catori.
“All is well.” Halona nodded.
At that, the six of them hiked up the small footpath one by one, until they got to the steep rocky trail of the snowy mountain.
Catori looked back now and then, afraid someone would see them.
Someone like her father.
“It’s not too late to turn back, you know?” Calian nodded in the village's direction.
Catori pushed past him, having to try her hardest to not fall over the face of the mountain.
Calian made a face but pressed on after her.
Not even twenty minutes of hiking and Catori was feeling hot, hungry, and tired.
The thing was, none of them thought about bringing food or any necessities, just thinking about adventure.
Catori looked around as a shiver ran down her spine.
Fear pricked the back of her neck, making it feel as if hands were touching her.
It was as if they all could sense it as they looked around, then at each other. The feeling of being watched, maybe even followed.
Kateri held onto Calian tighter, but her face gave nothing away.
But Catori couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being stalked.
She pulled her blue and white fur jacket closer.
Despite the snow, the mountain is surprisingly warm, which only Catori seemed to find odd.
She glanced around again, feeling eyes on her now.
Sure enough, Catori spotted a towering male far above them on the higher mountain.
He was striking, looked to be in his early twenties. Even from that distance, Catori could still make out his penetrating icy blue eyes peering at her.
But there was something unusual about him.
(Is he even human?’) Catori thought.
Her mind drifting to the many stories the elders in the village have told.
Some about cannibal mountain men, or even about Dragon people.
(Could he be one of them?)
At that moment, he wasn’t looking in Catori’s direction.
She used that as an opportunity to pull at Meztli’s sleeve, about to pull away his eyes follow hers.
“Scared, are ya?” Meztli tried, but his voice failed him as it broke. Not at all expecting to see a bulking male with a spear in hand, just leering at them.
Calian stepped forward after seeing Meztli and Catori momentarily pausing.
He gazed in the same direction as them. “Don’t tell me you two are scared? Watch this.” Calian smirked.
“Hey!” He called out, “I’m Chief Akara Stone’s son, Calian. Are you just going to stand there and watch us?” Calian finished with a smirk.
"See, he's harmless, that or just the mention of my father has him shaking in his boots," Calian said cockily.
Catori thought otherwise, Chief Akara's name only held weight in their Village, and even so, only a few feared him.
Sure, he was from a tribe of ruthless killers, but that was it. The only thing he did was wave his last name around, make everyone's life a living hell, and add unnecessary taxes.
"Must be one of those unintelligent mountain men, properly doesn't even understand a word I just said," Calian added. Surely he was only blabbing on to hide his own fear.
Catori could see his hands trembling and lower lip quiver.
At that moment, the male took a step, not a leap or a jump, but a simple step.
Dropping to where they were, landing perfectly on both feet without as much as a flinch.
Catori could hear Calian gulp while Meztli pushed her behind him.
Tilting her head, Catori studied him.
He had shoulder-length blue hair, with a lock falling over his forehead.
His icy blue eyes studied each one of them, his broad shoulders heaved with a sigh.
His face was drool-worthy, with a strong, masculine jaw, straight nose and dimpled chin.
He wore simple clothes, just a pair of blue jeans with an open leather vest that showed off his rock-hard and no shoes.
When his eyes met Catori’s, she felt a pang like she was going to faint.
It felt as if she knew him somehow.
His eyes held recognition as well, as if Catori was a long last friend of his.
The towering man looked at Calian. A small smirk formed on his thick, red lips.
Calian took a step back. His bravery long gone.
"Stone's son, huh?" The man rubbed his chin.
"I have a bone to pick with that fool. Would you be kindest to inform him of my long overdue visit? Let him know that four of my people, me included, will spend a week, no make that two weeks. We will expect a warm and comfortable place to rest our heads, food and the best hospitality that Desolation offers." He put across.
Before he took his leave, he cupped Catori's face in his large hands, "and as for you, until we meet again, and until the moment is right."
Life will work for me when I realize... I Cannot breakthrough until I have a breakdown. Catori ran until she was breathless, sweaty, and her icy pants cut at the lungs. She had never run so far and fast in her life, not even when that polar bear chased after her. The small group didn't stop running until they were at the base of the mountain, all too scared to utter a word or glance behind them. Maybe from fear of the man, maybe in fear of his people or something worst. Catori glanced over at Calian. His face was blank and unreadable as he stumbled over his feet. His usual sleek back dark hair was now messy and blown out from the wind. Kateri had a bored look on her face. In fact, she yawned, trying to be as nonchalant as possible, but Catori could see her trembling. Her eyes drifting back and forth, looking for any unseen danger. "Who the hell was that?" Halona was the first to speak
Here are some names of the characters in this, what they mean and their origins. Catori- Means spirit Calian- Means warrior of life Kateri- Is a beautiful Mohawk version of Catherine Winona- Means first daughter Halona- Means happy fortune Kai- Means willow tree Istas- Means “snow” for a winter baby. Nuka- Means little brother Meztli- Means moon And these are all Native American names. ********* Lucian-Means light Arabella- Means Lovely; elegant And both are Latin names ******** Farrah- Means happy (Arabic) Eleanor- Means Bright, shining one; sun rays (Greek) Alice- Means Noble; kind (English) Rydstorm- Means law unto itself; very active (Sweden)
Catori's dream...... There was no ground beneath my feet. I was clawing at the air. Falling. We both were falling. Our fingertips touch and I saw green sparks in the darkness. Then I slipped through his fingers, and all I could feel was a loss. "Come back, I try to say," but my voice never came. I watched hopelessly as dragons tear at his skin with their teeth and claws; he fought them off but his effort was feeble. Catori jerked awake with a stare, her head spinning from the rush of getting up too fast. She hawked around her bedroom, noting that it was still night. Catori's sheets were drenched in sweat, her head throbbed as she fell back down on her bed, waiting for the dream to recede. Her dr
Life is always accommodating my requests... ___________________________________________________________________ Elsewhere in the Alpina mountain of Desolation, Rydstorm, the leader of the Rexona clan. Paced back and forth in the frosty room of the bathhouse. Still not believing that he had finally found his mate, he hated the fact that she was clinging to a human and the fact that she seemed terrified of him. But he knew that either way he will get her, even if he had to kill her human counterpart. She was his mate and he would do whatever it took to get her. Rydstorm thought about shaving to seem more appealing to her, or maybe smiling more. His mean look was what made him so unapproachable. Just then, the doors were pushed in roughly and in walked Rydstorm's second in command and best friend, Fang. Standing tall and mighty, walking with nothing but confidence. "What's this I hear about going to that place?" Fang asked, taking
I can always recreate what I believe...__________________________________________________________________That same night, Catori laid on her bed with her stomach grumbling but yet she refused to get up and get food.Catori refused to eat anything that her mother had prepared; she didn't even feel like staying in the house anymore, but simply because she had nowhere else to go. Catori will continue to succumb to the treatment of her mother and the nonchalantness of her father.Catori sat up in her bed to read some more of her book, but her door being pushed open made her pause.She placed the book under a pillow only to see that it was her brother, with a plate of food."I know that you always tell me to stay out of your room, but I brought you food." He said,
I am in a different part of the same boat as everyone else...___________________________________________________________________With Halona in mind, Catori made her way to her house by taking the long way. Walking down by the ocean where she saw the dragons not so long ago.While making her way to Halona, she was hoping to see one again. Wondering if it was her father, or the mysterious man that now haunted her dreams.But she wasn't so lucky. She spotted none, and not before long she was at her friend.Before Catori could knock, the door was opened with the messy brown haired Halona standing in the doorway."Did you know that I was coming?" Catori asked."No, I was only coming out for some fresh air." Halona said, not meeting Catori's eyes.
Catori's heart raced as she got closer to where a circle had formed around the new arrivals to the village. It was as if Rydstorm was waiting for Catori, because the moment she arrived, he turned his attention in her direction and smiled. Catori's heart raced faster, and the dream of last night came back to her. Rydstorm made his way over to her, but Leona blocked his path. "Hi, I'm Leona." She smiled, twirling a strand of her ginger hair around her index finger. Rydstorm made a face, "excuse me but I'm not here for you, now move." Leona gasped, "that's rude." "Rude is you forcing yourself on a man because you think you look good, you don't." Rydstorm sneered. He turned his full attention to Catori. He ran a finger down her cheek, then played with a lock of her hair. "I told you I'll come back for you." He gave a half smile. Catori opened her mouth but couldn't find her voice. "Your people
Catori took a shower, thinking that it would be her fault if her parents should ever split up. She thought she was the cause for their argument, since she never listened to her mother. But what she didn't know was that Lucian was planning to leave Farrah. With every nagging word, it pushed him to want to leave more and more each day. He had already fallen out of love with his wife, only to stay because of their children. After Catori got done, got dressed in a silky red nightgown and laid down to read more of the book. But the place spun, and it also became hard for her to breathe. A small cry escaped her lips, not from pain but from something else she can't explain. Catori opened her window to get some fresh air, only to notice orange and purple lights dancing in the sky, which held her attention. She stared at them for a while, feeling drawn to them. It was as if they were calling to her, and so she followed them by climbing