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Oscar's jeep flew down the highway. With no other cars he took the middle lane, the vegicle jumping up at every intersection. Loud music was playing through the speakers. He didn't give a dam. It would attract the dead but he'd be long gone by then.
it had been so long since he met anyone on the road. He only stopped rarely to refuel the jeep. He could see a town in the distance, getting closer as he rocketed towards it. Oscar was without a car in the world. He was free and living life.
the tires screeched and there was a loud thud. He bounced up as his jeep rolled over something. An animal, or dead. He didn't care, the object just getting smaller in his rear view mirror. Soon he reached the town. He pulled up in front of a small grocery store and climbed out. It was chilly for the winter day but the sun was still shining. He turned off the jeep and climbed out, the music stopping abruptly.
Slowly Oscar went around back and grabbed his bat from the rear seat. He brought it towards the window of the store and climbed through.
It had been a long and tiring day. She didn't like cities, they always made her uncomfortable. It was bad enough that the chindi were everywhere but even worse was the energy. It felt wrong, as if the earth was still cleansing itself of the bad energy that Europeans had brought over with them. She walked around the store, collecting what she needed, but no more. There was no reason to take more then one needed, the earth would provide what it had. You just had to know what you were looking for. Shadow was stalking around, sniffing at various things and marking new territory. She laughed and ruffled the fur on his head.
"That's right Shadow, it's yours. "
The wolf looked at her like she was a fool for needing to speak but then muzzled into her side. She smiled and went back to her work. She had relied on Shadow since the beginning, his nose was far better then hers and he always managed to smell the dead long before her senses could detect them.
A deaf man could have heard the noise that the newcomer was making and Kwai didn't fail to notice it. She quickly darted behind the counters and ordered shadow down as well. A small growl escaped his lips but a look from her is all it took for the wolf to quite. She didn't want to draw attention. She had already cleansed the chindi within the convenience store so her only concern at the moment was the noise that this man was making.
When the bat came crashing into the window she audibly sighed, what was this outlander thinking making so much damned noise. The chindi would no doubt here it and coming running to the dinner bell. She couldn't stay hidden for long so she decided to act first. She slipped her bow from her back, notched an arrow, and rose. Her arrow pointed straight at the man's head.
"You make enough noise to wake the dead outsider, and nowadays they don't need much waking."
While she attracted the man's attention Shadow would stalk around the shelf to get a better angle on the man. A sharp whistle from her would give the order to attack if she saw even a hint that this outlander meant to harm her.
So the outlander wanted to play this the hard way. She could handle that. She let out a sharp whistle commanding Shadow to attack. At the same time she let her arrow fly, aimed only inches from his head. It was a diversionary tactic so to mask Shadow's approach.
Seconds after the arrow impacted Shadow would be on top of the outlander, hoping to bring him down to the ground. He wouldn't go for a kill unless the man tried to hurt him in which case Kwai wouldn't feel any regrets about his death. No sooner had she let the first arrow fly was she knocking another arrow, this one would be aimed for his head if she had to shoot to protect Shadow.
"Do I look like I have a red dot on my forehead outlander?"
Oscar glared at her, his eye narrowing. He ducked at the sharp whistle and went behind a shelf. He felt somwthing Pierce his leg, tearing through his flesh. He yelled out in pain, still gripping his bat.
He saw something jump out and he turned towards it's. He swung the bat an felt it hit something hard. He crawled against the wall his hand on his leg. If he could make it to his jeep he'd stand a chance, but for now all he could do was look for her.
The yelp from shadow sent a cringe down her spine and she almost let fly as soon as she heard it but she managed to control herself. This man was scum but he deserved a chance to live, so long as he could be convinced to leave.
"You so much as move and I will kill you. The last arrow was a warning, I promise you my aim is much better then that."
She gave another whistle, this one in a different, it was the command for Shadow to come to her. He almost didn't come, he was glaring at the man with an obvious anger. If she didn't have such close control over him he would have attempted to finish the job and kill the outlander.
"And if you ever hurt Shadow again I will make your death a slow one. I assure you of that."
"Listen lady. Your pet Attacked me," he said glaring as he leaned against the wall. He moved slowly toward the door till he could see her. He pointed his bat at her, "maybe if it was a fair fight I'd actually stand a chance." He gripped his leg tighter, blood forming on his hand. "If I had a gun the bitch would be dead and the dog too."
he tried to move closer to the door, his leg burning in pain. He felt the arrow drawn at him. He glared and eyed her up. "Dam bitch."
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she was about to tell the outlander to leave when Shadow turned and started tobgrowl. It was a sure signal that there were chindi about. She cursed under her breath and moved towards the window, her arrow remaining pointed at the intruder. When she got to the window she gulped. They were about to be overrun.
"You've brought the chindi down on us outsider, don't think either of us is making it out of this alive without working with the other."
She let her arrow rest and moved towards the door. If she needed to take the outsider out she still could but she hoped it wouldn't come to that. She had been honest when she said that they probably wouldn't survive this alone.
"Mierda," Oscar said looking out the window. If the dead was coming he'd definety going to need his gun, was just supposed to be a short stop. "In, out. you had to make it longer. Puta."
He reached down and broke arrow so it wasn't sticking out of his leg. A piece was still inside but he could deal with the later. "Wolf girl how many are out there," he asked. "If there's enough we should leave now." He groaned as he move with his leg. He inched toward the door hoping she wouldn't shoot him.
Kwai looked out the window but didn't even begin to count, there were far too many for them to have any chance. She ignored the cursing. She hadn't actually meant to hit him but he had moved the wrong way.
"Yeah we had better move. I'd take more time counting then they took to get here."
She opened the door and saw his jeep, she had probably played this all wrong but the time for questioning would come later. For now she needed to get her, shadow, and this man to safety.
"Sorry about your leg, I don't really do the people thing very well."
Her apology probably sounded half-assed at best but she really didn't care.
"Once we get out of here I can treat it."
She was already in motion moving to the hideous vehicle. Normally she would have refused to get in but she didn't see another option that ended with her alive.
"Ill be fine," he said limping to the jeep. He saw the dead approaching and moved around to the front. "Apology accepted. Treating my leg will defiently make it up to me. I'm in this because of you after all." He crawled into the seat and stated it up. The music started playing again and clicked it off. He waited for her and the wolf to get in before he sped off down the road. It was a waste stop. He hoped the next one would be better. "Que te jodan," he said to the dead as the jeep left the city. He didn't know how long she wanted to go for. Or when she wanted him to stop. He turned to look at her. "Names Oscar," he said extending his hand. "How far are we going? Or do just want out now? You have a camp you going to heal me at? Maybe you can make it up to me Chupame la polla."
She quickly opeed the back door and Shadow hesitated for a minute until Kwai said up and then he quickly jumped in. She slammed the door and jumped in the front seat, slinging her bow over her back as she did. She didn't bother with a seat belt, she wanted to be able to get out quickly if things went bad.
"Can this vehicle go off road. If it can there is a dirt road about a mile up. You'll follow that until you run out of road. Then it's time for the fun."
She was genuinely serious. She was only taking him to her camp because she had indeed been the one that had shot him and the least she could do was patch it up for him.
"Hope you have a blanket outlander cause your not sharing mine and it gets cold at night."
She was probably glad she didn't know spanish. It meant she had little clue what he was saying. At least he wasn't a European, of course he would probably be dead if he was.
"My name is Cha'kwaina Lilly. If that is too hard you can just call me Kwai."
Oscar nodded and looked at the wolf, "what's the story with the pet," he asked raising a brow. He took the nearest off road turn off and followed the trail. The jeep bounced and rocked as the went down a dirt road. His leg was killing him, the blood running down his leg and onto the floor matt. "I have one in the back," he said smiling. "You sure you don't want to share Zorra? Might be better heat." He laughed to himself as the car hit a big bump. "K'wai. That works. Short and simple. What's your name mean?"
When they reached the end of the road he stopped. "Okay where to now? I can't walk that far on one leg. Plus I have all my gear."
"Shadow was the runt of the litter and the bitch's owner was going to kill him. I took him in. He's not domesticated but he's fiercely loyal."
She looked off into the distance at the question of her name. She laughed a little to herself. She should have known that she was up for a hard life with a name like her's.
"One who cries," She said it plainly, no need to embellish.
"We can't get all of the way to my camp in your vehicle but follow the setting sun a little ways further. It won't be far from there. I can remove the arrow and cover it when we get there. I'll have to collect some herbs to make a salve but that will have to wait till were at my camp."
She had completely ignored his comment about sharing heat. Shadow provided all the heat she needed and she wanted to share heat with this man about as much as she wanted a hole in the head. He seemed to have dropped the asshole act but she still didn't trust him.
They finally arrived at the edge of their ability to travel by vehicle.
"Alright, end of the line outsider, even if you could drive it I wouldn't permit a vehicle any closer to sacred lands."
She got out and moved to the other side of the car. She swung her bag around and pulled some gauze, alchohol, and a stick from her first aid kit. She handed him the stick and then kneeled down to look at the arrow. It was a clean, through and through and had missed the bone.
"Bite down on the stuck outsider. This will hurt."
Once he had, or once he had refused she grabbed the remaining shafts of the arrow and pulled it out. He had best be glad she didn't use barbed arrows. Once she had pulled it out she applied the alchohol to both sides and quickly wrapped it in gauze.
"That should slow the bleeding. I'll take some of your supplies. You'll notice I travel light."
"One who cries? Does that mean you cried as a child," he asked stepping out of the vehicle. He looked at her then the wolf, "so the dogs more husky then wolf," he asked as he hobbled to the back.
When she handed him a stick he took it. "Sacred lands? Thought it was go where we please in the shit hole." When she told him to bite down he did. Next thing he knew she had yanked out the arrow, "metete un palo por el culo," he yelled leaninf against the jeep. When she put alchihol it burned and he gritted his teeth. He tried to stand on it. He was wobbly but stable. "Let's get off the road," he said grabbing his bag. He then grabbed his gun and slung it's steak around him. His bat tucked into his bag as he limped after her.
"Hopi children are given names by all the woman of their fathers clan. The parents choose one. My parents chose Cha'kwaina. Well my mother did. My European father refused to have any part of it." She spit on the ground after talking about her father. She still to this day could not talk about the man without bile building up in her throat.
"Shadow is more wolf then husky, his mother was full wolf and his father was 3/4, makes him almost full wolf."
She grabbed some of his supplies so that he wouldn't have to put much wait on his leg and whistled for Shadow to follow closely. It wasn't a long walk but it was important for her to keep the vehicle off of sacred lands.
"Maybe it is that way out there, but here we follow the traditions of my people. The great spirit has given us a chance to remember the old ways, he's not likely to be so kind again."
She knew that her beliefs would probably throw the outsider off. Most outsiders saw the end of civilization as a negative and when she framed it a different way they were astounded.
They hadn't walked long when she saw the welcome sight of her tent nestled up against a cliff face on two sides to keep the wind from blowing.
"Wise words Oscar, but easier said then done I think. Europeans have always been more trouble then they were worth. It's not just my father."
She actually smiled at his little jab. His humor was offensive but in some ways it was nice to have it. She might have to find a way to repay him for it at some point but for now she just let it slide. She didn't want to end up in a situation like the one they had been in at the store.
"Mostly just about respecting the land. The earth provides almost everything I need out here."
She went to her pile of wood and kindling and went to the fire. She sat down and built up a base for the fire before getting out her bowdrill and hearth board.
"Chindi don't usually come out this far, and the few that do Shadow will alert us to far before they are a threat."
Once she had managed to get a tinder she moved it to the fire pit and it took off. It was nice to have a fire but there were more important things. She had been out last night collecting herbs and so she went to her tent and came out with a mixing bowl, some water, and the herbs. She ground them all together into a powder while singing a song of healing.
"You want me to apply it or do you want to? It will sting but nothing like removing the arrow or the alchohol."
"What have they done? I mean to you," he asked raising a brow. "Not like it was you they raped and pillaged." He smilled at her and looked at her.
"So you hunt and gather? From the land or from towns and homes too," he aske looking at the fire being built. "I have a little food if you want some."
"Chindi? What's that," he asked, "that's what you call the dead? What does it mean," he looked at the wolf. "So how did you take a wolf? We're you raised by it? Like the kid from jungle book?"
He watched her disapear and come back shortly. He smiled as she began grinding soenthing in a bowl. "Is that medicine, or some Kind of drug," he asked looking at it. When she started singing he laughed. "You sing good," he said when she had finished.
"Can you apply it. You have Better access and know what you're doing."
She fell silent when he asked what Europeans had done to her. Memories flashed before her eyes but she quickly put them down. She couldn't think about them now or she would break.
"I'll just say that in my experience Europeans haven't changed in over 200 years."
She stoked the fire as he talked, throwing herbs in it that would burn a pleasant scent. She always marveled at what nature could do for you. She didn't bath as often as she wanted but a little herb thrown in the fire every day kept her smelling much better then she could have.
"I get most of what I need from the wild but sometimes food can be scarce out here so I need to travel into town. I don't like it, the energy is wrong. As to Shadow... you have some strange idea's of native life. It's simple, I feed him, give him companionship, and I protect him. In turn he does the same for me. We're friends, and he has the same spirit as my guide."
She took the salve as he had requested and started applying a thick layer on each side of his wound. It had closed up some which was a good sign. She finished the application and wrapped his wound again.
"Chindi are evil spirits. My peoples word is different but similiar. I adopted it from the Navajo. My people believe that the souls of those not buried properly can never find rest. Many people have died on earth since then that have never been buried properly."