Board Thread:Clubs/@comment-44390494-20200109205641/@comment-24.64.54.30-20200131221827

Chapter 4 The Vidable

'''I am in the cave. My family lay sprawled in the cave. Dead. My younger sister Catori is looking at me telling me to wake them up. Her sad eyes pierced my heart. Tears drip down her face and she yells “WAKE UP.” I sit up wide awake gasping to find a  Vidable looking at me concerningly. This Vidable has big bright blue eyes and nut brown fur, his tail swishes back and forth as if anticipated. I sit up and jerk my head only to yelp in pain. My neck throbbed from the giant bloody scratch I had received. I slowly paw at my neck. It’s tender and I immediately know that there will be a scar there. I look around there are small dewdrops that glow, lighting up the toadstool house. The kitchen has the aroma of suckleberry juice and delicious herbs. The Vidable hops off the foot of the extremely comfortable willow flower bed leaving it bouncing. “Hi my name is Wilbur, what is yours?” he asked. Tears well up in my eyes as Wilbur gently nudges me. “I don't know” I whisper, my voice barely audible. Wilbur gives me a look of sympathy as I sniff. He brightens “Why don't we come up with a name!”. I nod, beginning to feel more like myself again. “How about  Sibi?” “No.” “Sage?” “No.” “Twilight?” “Wow”. “That’s a pretty good where did you get it from” I ask. Wilbur stands up on his back paws up proudly, his chest puffs out and he says “your eyes are dark blue with white sparks just like Twilight stars.”Then I ask him how long I’ve been out for. “A week” he answers casually, dropping back on all fours. My lower jaw hangs limp. I shake out of my trance and repeat his words. My stomach gives a warning grumble. I felt a bit embarrassed when I asked for food from Wilbur because he’s already given me so much. I say I will get the food myself but Wilbur insisted he would do it. He gave me about 3 pawfuls of berries on a bindweed leaf along with some suckleberry juice in a small hollow log. I’m surprised when he adds some herbs because herbs are used to make things spicy and berries are sweet. But somehow Wilbur seems to appeal to me so I trust him. I gently lap the juice and take a cautious bite of the berries. I swear my eyes go backwards in my head. These berries and spices are as good as my mom’s Cloverberry soup. It has a rush of spice and it then soothes my tongue with a tang of sweetness. The texture is mushy when you take a bite but then it feels grainy and then it melts onto my tongue. I gobble the meal up and Wilbur giggles. He hands me a mirror I stare and see that the suckleberry juice is all over my muzzle and I actually laugh too! Wilbur hands me a smooth cloth made of thimbleivy petals. I glance once again in the mirror and my scream echoes in my head. There’s a bloody gash on my neck and it has a mass of dried blood on it and my ear is torn at the tip. My head feels dizzy from screaming and I faint.'''

'''I find myself with the wolf, my mother. She gently licks at my wounds her tongue feels as rough as sandpaper but it soon soothes me. My mother nestles against my frozen coat rubbing warmth through my body. I yawn and she continues to lick my fur and slowly my vision fades. I awake again not nestled with my mother but in the willow flower bed. I look around, Wilbur is nowhere to be seen. I sit up in bed but this gesture leaves me weak. I see a shadow outside scurrying from one end of Wilbur’s garden to the other. The clouds uncover the sun and the sun uncovers the garden. The garden is huge and has any plant imaginable in it. Nightivy, Bayleaf, Woodshade I think as my mother’s lessons come flooding back. “And then there’s the simple ones” my mother had said. “Mace, Basil, Lavender, Rosemary and Brittleweed” I recite. Just as I finish, the back door opens letting in the chilling air. I shiver as I pull the soft blanket tighter around me. The door closes and the warm particles gather around me sharing their warmth. Then Wilbur emerges from the shadow of the door. I barely notice Wilbur until he scampers to the kitchen. He mashes an unfamiliar berry in a cloth. He then wraps up the berry mixture in the cloth and puts it on the wound on my neck. Whatever berry it is, the mixture is literally sucking the pain out of my neck. I close my eyes yet again feeling like everything will be okay.'''

-wolfnight