Goblin Valley Campground Novels & Stories

< Normal POV > They had finally arrived at the gated vicinity of the Red Moon Pack. They camped within the grotto within the waterfall as it was a great place for their hidden base. The pack also removed every trace of their tracks behind. Horses were situated outside the grotto and three of the troops acted as guards and feeders for the stallions. The tents were placed as their temporary residing station. It was at night time when they arrived and they lit a bonfire inside.

It was far enough away from Trinity Mountains, but still outside of Boulder Creek. She looked to the forest that sat beside her and took a left, heading deeper into it. Waverly wandered, searching around her as she continued further on, and caught sight of a pile of branches that seemed to be out of place. She headed to them and pushed them out of the way with her snout. Underneath the sticks was a pile of clothes full of dried mud. They seemed eerily familiar. Waverly leaned closer and sniffed them. Memories filled her mind that were associated with the scent and the last image she saw was of a girl, around 16, wearing this exact outfit on her last day at Boulder Creek. Gabbi.

Marta can search where the hamram is, through the chain of vaetter that travels through the landscape, longer and faster than anyone else. "It's on its way to the campsite". Marta puts the car in gear and drives on. “Our best chance is to drive around back and cut off that road before it gets close to the guests. Right now, it's running slowly". "That's a good thing, isn't it ?" I interject optimistically. "It means that it already ate last night". Gudrun replies softly. "Three campers down in the valley". Marta growls bitterly. "It returned to them tonight and finished eating”.

I smiled at her appreciatively because her words gave me the strength that I needed. I had not been certain what to expect when I walked out the door, but it was not what I initially thought when I heard Camden talk about the camp. There were seven different cabins with a big firepit in the middle. Tables surrounded it. The best part was that this place was surrounded by nature. This was their camp in Montana. I could finally witness the beauty of its nature up close. The pine trees provided shade but did not block out the beauty of the blue sky above us.

Valen and I are technically supposed to be “scouting” and conserving energy, but that lasted a grand total of about five minutes before the sheer boredom drove both of us to wander off into the desolate, glacial valley surrounding our camp. The rest of the troops are sensibly curled up around the meager, enchanted fires, trying desperately not to freeze solid. Meanwhile, we’re out here, miles from the protective warm barrier, throwing rocks like two bored children who wandered away from a very cold daycare center.

It’s been 3 days since Gabe and I left Gauteng. We’re in the mountains of the Blyde Canyon. Gabriel has an incredible house here. It’s the two of us in the middle of a forest basically, there’s no cleaning or cooking staff just us and the mountains and River. The house is built on the edge of a mountain, all I need to do is look up and I can see the famous 3 Rondavels in their glory. I am so blessed to be here in this incredible place but I wish we were here under better circumstances.

"Because there are various rare gems there. The fur of the ferocious beasts are also valuable items." Wilbur fell into deep thought for a moment and asked, "Where is the Valley of Death?" Osborn glanced at Rogan, who gave him a faint smile. "It's in Oscar Mountain, around eight hundred kilometers away from Goldsand City," said Osborn. Wilbur nodded and said, "Thanks." "It looks like you love to explore too, sir," Rogan commented with a smile. Wilbur nodded and replied, "We need to have a bit of adventurous spirit, don't we?"

We arrived at the camp about an hour later, which makes it an hour ride on our horses. There was nothing impressive at first about the camp until I climbed down from my horse and began touring the vicinity. The camp was located deep in the forest, about ten miles away from Muldoch. There was no way anyone could have suspected that a camp hosting criminals was built there. It was a genius idea on the part of Gama and his men to build their camp in such an isolated area. Yes, I guess he should be commended for that.

She actually promised to take me to her house to see their mum since they always claim that l do look like her. After enjoying the beautiful scenery, we went back to the camping site. Venus argued that she was hungry. We didn't reach the river as l wanted. We immediately recognized the arrival of another school as were just returned. Last night Venus told me that this camping site is very popular especially I'm during winter that we won't be surprised if there are many schools joining. And now another as come. Let me guess that we will have double double fun along. It's gonna be more fun than l even expected. Venus cheerfully outtered. I was also looking forward to a day full of fun.

smiled Rose. With a hug Rose watched as they drove off. "Ok Deanna I we are the last ones to leave. Let's go." Rose fell asleep. She dreamt of a man. He was smart and stronger. There was a smell of cedar and vanilla. There was a smell of lavender that seem out of place. Driving all night they finally made it to the Moon Valley Pack by day break. "Rose we are here." whispered Deanna Rose opened her eyes. In front of her was a decent cottage. To the right was sweet garden that could grow veggies later. She would always make sure pups would not go hungry and a garden was a good start.