1600: COAST OF CHESPEAKE BAY
In the waters of what will soon be Chesapeake Bay, a small basket was floating across the gentle waters, with a small lump inside. It wasn't long before a gust of wind blew across the air, the air current moving the basket across the water and onto a new land, never seen by man. The wind carried the basket for a while until it eventually made its way to the shoreline of a river, where it was stranded.
Further inland, a hoofed mammal is browsing in the bushes. This is a White Tailed Deer, a common herbivore that lives through most of what will soon be named as North America. As it browses on the bush, a gust of wind brushed against the mammal, leaves being carried out as well. The deer looked on at the leaves, and something told the deer to follow the leaves.
The deer followed the leaves until it arrived on the shoreline. The leaves blew over the land until one landed inside the basket. The deer looked at the basket and cocked its head. Instincts took over, and the deer approached the basket cautiously, unfamiliar with the alien object. Once it approached the basket, it sniffed it to check if it was edible. When it sniffed what's inside the basket, the lump began to move. Then, a whining sound soon played.
The deer backed away for a bit, alarmed. Then it moves forward for the basket again. It looked inside to see the moving lump. Using its mouth, it moved over the cover, revealing a surprise.
Inside, was small human baby, about a month old. It appears to be white in skin color, with black hair. The deer cocked its head in confusion. The baby stopped whining and looked at the deer. The deer began to sniff at the baby, curious as to why this thing is here.
Achoo!
The baby sneezed, causing the deer to throw its head back. The deer and the baby stared at each other before the wind began to blow again. The deer looked at the leaves as they blew back inland. The deer looked at the baby, and then it bit the handle, lifting the basket. The baby then began to giggle at the funny animal as it carried him back into the woods.
The deer began to travel through the woods carrying the basket in its mouth, following the wind. The baby began to make cooing noises as it heard the sounds of nature such as the river nearby flowing, the birds singing about, as well as the sounds of other forest critters in the distance.
After a while of walking, the wind stopped blowing at a small clearing. The deer eventually stopped as well, dropping the basket gently. The baby looked up at the deer, which was looking down at him for a while, before it eventually walked away. The baby grew upset and began to cry loudly. His cries carried on into the forest, before it was picked up by the wind as it carries the leaves into the wilderness.
Nearby, in a cliff's edge, is a young woman standing by, overlooking the river. Her name is Pocahontas, young daughter of tribe leader Powhatan. Unlike the other women in the village, Pocahontas has free-spirit like her deceased mother, causing her to venture out faraway into the woods, the wind guiding her. With her are her two animal friends; her pet raccoon, Meeko, and her hummingbird, Flit.
Pocahontas looked down to the river below, intending to jump down for the thrill of it. Flit squeaked at her. "I'll be fine, Flit." She assured with a smile.
Suddenly, she ran forward and jumped down. Flit grew panicked, wondering if she'll be alright, when he noticed Meeko about to follow her. Flit flew right in front of him and squeaked. Meeko rolled his eyes and ran past him. Just as Meeko jumped down, he grabbed Flit's leg, causing him to shriek as all 3 of them feel down.
There were splashes when they hit the water, causing the fishes to scatter. But Pocahontas and her friends didn't notice. Soon, they resurfaced and Pocahontas laughed to herself. Meeko let out a laughing sound as well. Flit on the other hand, was not so amused at getting his wings wet. The wind brushed against her as she got out of the water. Within the wind, she heard a noise. It sounded like…an infant. "What is that?" she asked.
Meeko and Flit heard the noise too. Flit didn't feel sure about going over to see, or to leave it alone and ignore it. But before he and Meeko could react, Pocahontas immediately ran towards where the leaves trailed. The spirits seem to be guiding her to something.
As she got close to the clearing, the noise grew louder. As she approached a clearing, she, Meeko and Flit saw a basket with something. Meeko and Flit were a bit cautious while Pocahontas instinctively went for it.
Meeko and Flit waited anxiously as the noise stopped. They could see her reaching a hand inside, along with a chuckle from her. She then picked something up and turned to see them. Meeko and Flit were nevertheless, shocked at what their seeing. It was indeed an infant, but this one is more…paler in skin color. Flit lets out some squeaking noises.
"He's not dying, Flit. Though he does look a bit thin, he's otherwise okay." Pochahontas said. Meeko approached her, climbed onto her shoulder and peered at the baby. The baby looked at another strange animal, eyes big with wonder and curiosity. Then he tried reaching out for the raccoon, and Meeko began sniffing at him, until the baby accidently squeezed Meeko's nose. Meeko squeaked and ran back behind Pocahontas's head. Then the baby looked back at Pocahontas, then he squealed in happiness as he reached his arms out to try and grab her. Pocahontas smiled warmly and kissed him in the forehead. Flit squeaked at her. Pocahontas looked at him and smiled. "Of course I want to keep him." She said.
Meeko smiled, but then realized something and squeaked back at her. Pocahontas' bright smile turned to a slight frown. "My father? Oh, that's right. Maybe he may think of this baby as some…weird, demon spawn…. *sigh* we'll see though."
She immediately looked at the baby again, who was still smiling and making cooing noises. Pocahontas shook her head, smiled and kissed him again. She really wondered whether her father will accept this baby despite the different color of skin.
