Not what I expected

Chade had climbed up reasonably high rock that gave him a good view of the land below, beside him sat Swift.  The boy imagined falling from up so high would end up pretty damaged, whether broken bone or, if he landed onto some of the nastier rocks at the bottom maybe do far worse.  However, he hadn’t climbed up to see the pittfalls of falling but instead to look out over the land, seeing past the tops of the smaller tree’s and off to the ocean that was so vast.

They had only just arrived at the island the prior day and Chade had been quick to rest.  It had been wonderful, resting without fear of being attacked was something he had once thought gone forever.  “Home Swift, we have a home.”

The young cheetah nodded, it also clearly had lost its family though it had never said how.  The cheetah was in that awkward stage of halfway grown, most of that extra fuzz of the child gone yet still he had further grow. “home.” His consent came with a note of pleasure as well.

Chade turned and started to head back down the rocky surface, “I wonder if many bears are out on the island or other dangerous predators,” the words were said with hope and imagination.  Gone were the days of a child scared and wanting to run from predators.  Now the boy was filled with a desire to grow stronger and that meant more challenging fights.

Swift’s ears folded back, less keen on the idea but staying quiet.

“We should check on Ry,” Chade added on, “He might be nervous, new place and all.”  Of course, his brother might also be feeling adventurous and reckless, another reason all of its own to check on him.  Ry was sometimes a bit too impulsive.  Later he’d have to put more effort into meeting other wolves in the pack.  Home, it felt great.

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