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WOLF MARK 49
- Fight! - a girl of seven years old was balancing on a fallen log and maintained a confident stance of a fighter. She looked over her fists at the boy, who had just stepped onto the opposite edge of the log, but he felt less confident in wanting to be there. - Hey! What are you frozen?Without waiting for his answer, she deftly ran along the log and pushed him with her shoulder from all the running start. The boy fell. The girl towered over him with a triumphant smile. She did not see his face, he turned away and breathed heavily. He didn't turn around until he calmed down. Then he simply stood up, scratched his palms to peel off the leaves and litter that had stuck into the skin, and sat down on a log.The girl frowned, the victory was no longer so pleasing.Why don't you answer? Come on again.- I do not want."Then how are you going to defeat me?"- I don't want to beat you.The boy tore off a piece of bark from the tree and threw it, the shell hit the hollow of the tree opposite.
WOLF MARK 50
Reed's look was saying, just broadcasting to the whole neighborhood, that I was going to be in trouble. We took Cathy, or whatever it was, to the camp, where the rest of our guys, led by Reed, returned very soon. Unfortunate rescuers, I wanted to say, but stopped when I ran into the leader.Reid stood with his arms folded across his chest and stared at me.“Good luck,” Alex said as he passed.I shot my friend with a lightning glare, and went to give up with the most innocent expression on my face. When the leader is dissatisfied, this is bad. When the leader is your cousin ... This promises big problems."We'll talk at home," Reid said.And the day started out so well...The girl was placed on a stretcher, and Alex and Travis carefully carried her to the beginning of the hiking trail, where they left the cars. One guy from the girl's company went with us, the rest began to collect the camp. The holidays are over.This time I chose to trail at the end so as not to loom in front of Reed
WOLF MARK 50
Reed's look was saying, just broadcasting to the whole neighborhood, that I was going to be in trouble. We took Cathy, or whatever it was, to the camp, where the rest of our guys, led by Reed, returned very soon. Unfortunate rescuers, I wanted to say, but stopped when I ran into the leader.Reid stood with his arms folded across his chest and stared at me.“Good luck,” Alex said as he passed.I shot my friend with a lightning glare, and went to give up with the most innocent expression on my face. When the leader is dissatisfied, this is bad. When the leader is your cousin ... This promises big problems."We'll talk at home," Reid said.And the day started out so well...The girl was placed on a stretcher, and Alex and Travis carefully carried her to the beginning of the hiking trail, where they left the cars. One guy from the girl's company went with us, the rest began to collect the camp. The holidays are over.This time I chose to trail at the end so as not to loom in front of Reed
WOLF MARK 50
Reed's look was saying, just broadcasting to the whole neighborhood, that I was going to be in trouble. We took Cathy, or whatever it was, to the camp, where the rest of our guys, led by Reed, returned very soon. Unfortunate rescuers, I wanted to say, but stopped when I ran into the leader.Reid stood with his arms folded across his chest and stared at me.“Good luck,” Alex said as he passed.I shot my friend with a lightning glare, and went to give up with the most innocent expression on my face. When the leader is dissatisfied, this is bad. When the leader is your cousin ... This promises big problems."We'll talk at home," Reid said.And the day started out so well...The girl was placed on a stretcher, and Alex and Travis carefully carried her to the beginning of the hiking trail, where they left the cars. One guy from the girl's company went with us, the rest began to collect the camp. The holidays are over.This time I chose to trail at the end so as not to loom in front of Reed
WOLF MARK 51
Red Cottage, the ancestral home of the Cooper family, greeted me with silence. I closed the front door, blocking out the sounds from outside. She sighed and made her way to the kitchen.“Oh, I should have agreed to lunch,” I dejectedly assessed the remnants of food in the refrigerator.She always said so, but invariably returned to the house, where only the memory of the once large Cooper family remained. I put the last portion of lasagna on to bask and with some even pleasure began to wash the empty baking sheet. The food is out, which means it will be back soon.“Now I’ll go and eat in the living room.” What do you say to that? After all, you’re never home anyway,” I grumbled under my breath as I set the table.She didn’t go into the living room either, although she always threatened to. As well as rearranging all the dishes in the cabinets, as well as moving all the furniture in the house. Bluffed. Because it's really scary, to be honest. Grandma Cooper evoked supernatural fear and
WOLF MARK 52
Eh, the day of Initiation would come sooner. The soul requires a holiday and rest, - she stretched, and a smile returned to her face again. She infected me too, it was impossible to look at this round, radiant face and not pick up her mood. “And Grandma Cooper will be back, right?”- Of course.I could not even imagine the rite of the pack without her presence.***The holiday of the family and the rite of initiation is the day when we accepted newly converted wolf cubs into the pack. They were present for the first time at the rite of the flock and secret paths were opened to them.Usually, the first revolutions happened about six years. The crisis of five years was familiar not only to human children. Most often it happened out of control under the power of strong emotions. The first turn is exhausting and difficult to repeat after. Today, children will be helped to apply a special infusion that suppresses the human essence.Two wolf cubs will join the pack this year. It was a whole
WOLF MARK 53
“Keep up, T-Rex,” I whispered to my nephew and tugged at his T-shirt sleeve.Morgan could not stand it and giggled, but immediately covered his mouth with his palm. But it was too late. Rita turned to face us.It was afternoon, and while the elders were clearing the table, the younger ones were enjoying themselves. And me, of course. I love bugs!And wolves' blind man's buff is not just child's play. This is a real test. Now ten-year-old Rita, blindfolded, had to not only find the players, but also not grab Lemon. Therefore, we often called this game "Lemon"."Shall we play Lemon?""Who will be Lemon this time?"“Maybe this time we will have three Lemons?”And all because one or several players were splashed with lemon juice before the start of the game. And with the help of two senses - hearing and smell - the leader had to catch everyone except Lemon. But the difficulty was that if the players were in contact, then the smell was transferred. And it was quite difficult to recognize w
WOLF MARK 54
The heat from the fire touched the skin from afar. It scorched, made it burn, but as soon as you turned away, you again plunged into the cool of the night.On the edge of the forest behind our houses, we built a huge fire, its flame seemed to reach to the very heavens. Sparks rose, and they could no longer be distinguished from the stars.Everyone was here, even the children who were supposed to sleep. The elders sang old mournful songs until Rock began to dance to shake off the sleepy spirit.“Stop howling,” Ba interrupted and clapped her hands. - Turn on your hurdy-gurdy.Rock, as if waiting for a signal, immediately connected the speaker. The sound of incendiary music resounded throughout the district. Alien to the silent forest, but so suitable for dancing.Martha and I spun happily and started dancing around the fire. Soon only the old people were left sitting, and all the rest were rushing around the fire in a frantic dance. We danced, changed in pairs, moving towards each other
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