Chapter boreal
Welcome to the boreal forest.
Where the wildlife of many canadian animals reside!
this is how they live,Adapt and grow in the deepests depths of canada.
sorry abt the horrible intro this is my first story !!
BOOK
1
CHARACTERS
trivada: Canadian Snow leopard
diego: Canadian Snow leopard cub
marki:graypaw wolf
acinet:graypaw wolf
Winzel:Black footed weasel
starli:black footed Weasel
mickenza: short tailed weasel
maydeli: short tailed weasel
Mandia, Morrian, Listerli, Aliciena:Moose herd
Lizzian, Wenterani, fixinia, bainuni:Mountain goat herd
The mountains of boreal forest, Home to trivada the canadian Lynx and her cub, diego.They are mostly peaceful..Till trouble comes running..
Marki crept closer, the satisfaction of cold, Whistling wind through his Thick fur felt like blistering juniper leaves.He Leaned toward Trivada’s Rocky outcrove.Paws pressing into the rough rock Like stones on sand.The Lynx was tall and Broad with a thick, bushy tail, He Let out a low, Limp snarl and scampered a step back.
Trivada’s Jaw snapped as she stared at The Greyish white wolf,Teeth bared and tail down.This Lynx is not in the mood for fun and games, The wolf scowled.But With one quick Yowl and a Fighting stance.Trivada had scared the Cub Stealing, Mangy wrangler out of Her territory.
diego whimpered slightly, He looked at his mother.She was standing upright, Tall tailed and strong but something was wrong..Diego whistled a small Growl as he Pushed his paws out from behind his mothers Tail.She looked like she was listening.Wide eyed and tassel tall Eared, he Closed his eyes and smelt the Cold,Humid air.He could hear Mountain Goat high in the mountains but thats all.
Trivadas fluffy ears stood upright in alarm, Listening through The Chilly wind, Past the Den outcrove, and up the mountains, Rocks and snow tumbled down rapidly fast. It was’nt long until it started reaching the den.She snatched confused diego and ran as fast as she could down the Rocks and moss.As soon as the Lynx reached the near end of the mountain, She Jumped onto the dew-Dripped grass.
Diego Looked toward Their den, Their Mountains Just a meer blur in the chaos of the avalanches of Boulder and Ice.Is mother had his scruff tight in her jaws.Diegos fur felt Cold,His nerves tingling like falling Pine needles.Diegos Paws Were rock hard with worry as his mother carried him through the Pineforest.Rain on his back blistering through his fur.Wind Telling him to freeze still.
The weasels squeaked,Marki and his pack howled.They knew what was happening…Trivada was Ridden of fear, Racing ahead of Marki, Acinet and his pack, escaping through the forest and not daring to look back.Trivada’s paws ached,Feeling like fire over the grass as they Crashed into the moose grazing grounds.Aliciena Started the warning call, and they stampeded across the plains.
Marki’s pack Ran Side by side. Marki and Acinet raced at the front, Looking fearful but strong as they bounded across the grazing grounds, weaving through the moose herd as fast as they can.Trivada Leapt onto the end of the grazing grounds and into the rest of the forest, Unfamilar scents flooding the animals noses.
Winzel and Starli were scurrying quickly through the dense,snowcapped trees, ducking down at each vine.every turn sharper then the last.their Denmates Mickenza and Maydeli Snapping down on twigs and pushing them away, fronting their snouts through the bushes.
Diegos vison blurred with fear, his Sight wavering before him.a wave of relief washed over the poor, freezing Cub as he blacked out from the cruel, sharp ice shards.His mother, Trivada huffing and puffing and pushing her legs to the limit of her frosty cold fur.
This is the life of Trivada and all of the animals in the boreal forest Combined,
their yowls echo through blistering nights, Bouncing off The snowcapped mountains, Traveling past the High lifted forest trees, Lingering to the shivering river and up toward the small waves of the lake.Past the shores, down by the bay, Across the ocean and All the way to the Frosty town, Small and Misty.The chimney smoke cloud and frisky…
thankyou to the wind, the trees, animals and life on earth.and all creation,Dearest Love to anyone who read this far in chapter one.
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