Hey everyone! So, I know I haven't written much, but as one of my New Year resolutions, I am going to be writing on here and on my Wattpad, sjmitchellbran, more. More reviews make me want to write!
So I've never written for The 100, but I have read every Bellarke story over 20k words on this site, but sadly there are no Murphy/Clarke, and have a good grip on what I want to do. Please give me constructive criticism, but no flames. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own The 100, if I did, there would be heavy Bellarke, maybe even a little Murphy/Clarke. Put down the guns and Grounder weapons right now! Please? I'll be good. It's like killing a puppy, or all the cast of The 100. It can't be done! If you say it can just walk out that internet door right now! Anyone who would think of harming Bob Morley (Bellamy) or Richard Harmon (Murphy) is insane!
Ok, my chapterly rant is done. Enjoy the story!
Grounder
The wind whipping through her blonde hair is cold as can be. She, however, welcomed the chills that it brought through her system with open arms. It's nice to have a set of chills on occasion, or at least in her mind. It's a reminder that you're alive and well, a delightful reminder for the blonde woman. Green scenes shoot by her as the beast she's on pushes harder and harder, willing itself to go just a little faster, just a little farther. Her name is being called from a distance, causing her to slow her monstrous horse for the man to catch up with her. She greets him warmly, leaning across the small space between their animals for a hug, which is accepted and returned almost instantly. They smile at each other as they plan out the events of their day.
The pair spend their day walking either next to or on their horses through the forest. She gathers greens for medicines and salves while he hunts for food for their tribe. More than once he jokes of having to protect her in the forest, while her responses varies from lightly hitting any part of him she could reach, to threatening to string him up for the animals. The latter shuts him up instantly, which she is glad about.
The sun makes its descent in the sky, a telltale sign of the day slowly fading. The two turn their horses around and ride off to the place they call home to get a good night's sleep. Weaving through trees and over rocks in the waning light shows how at ease they are in the woods, and how well they know the area. The trek they experience is uneventful at best, he catches a few more squirrels while she stops to let the horses to drink.
The journey that took hours in the beginning of the day takes no longer than one or two, mainly due to the fact that they stop a handful of times and ride for the entire trip. They make good time with the horses, even if they stop more than she wants to. They rode the beasts hard, though, so they deserve a break. She is more than willing to give it only if they make it back to their village before nightfall, when they can be mistaken for intruders and be killed. Rough life, but it keeps them alive to see the sunrise every morning and see the sunset every afternoon. She is grateful for their protection, no matter how unnecessary.
Not half an hour later, they stand at the entrance to their home. Hopping off her horse, she gives it to the guard that is on the side opposite her male companion. He does the same, albeit less gracefully than she, but he gets it done in a respectable manner. The guard standing in the middle of the gate greets them with a low bow.
"The king requests your presence in his tent," the man stands up to open the passage way, before he remarks to the girl, "And you're back right in time, Princess," with another bow. She nods her head at him in thanks, and moves through the village to the central tent, where her father's form is standing in the doorway. Many people bow at her as she passes, and she nods her head and smiles at as many of them as she can.
"Hello, father." She greets the king with a slight dip of her head in respect, as is custom for all daughters when they greet their fathers. He ignores this however, and pulls her into his arm for a hug, which she accepts. She can feel him press a kiss to the top of her head.
"I have missed you, Clarke."
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She sits with her father near a small fire in his tent, listening to him tell very descriptive stories of his journey to the Village of the East. They had a name, but Clarke had never heard it, so that's what she referred to them as, the same as everyone who isn't a chief or the king. The king makes a journey to the Village of the East every two years, and a journey to the Village of the South when he doesn't make the eastern journey. It's a tradition that the king makes a journey to the other two clans every other year. Eventually her brother will make the journeys, but never she. There has never been a female leader since the Warring Days, when the clans despised each other and wanted to wipe the others out.
The other men felt woman wouldn't be able too make logical decisions in times of need. She is more than happy to let her brother take the reins and be there once and a while for support and the occasional opinion. Her mind and heart are set on being the village's healer. She is already their current healer's top apprentice. Not because she is royalty, but because she works hard and is dedicated. She can't dream of doing anything other than healing. It is her passion and life goal. Her father wanted her to become the first queen since the Warring Days because he feels she is more level headed than her brother, but he respects her choice of healing and reluctantly decided to let her brother be the next king.
It has been over an hour since she entered his tent, and when she leaves into the village, the sky is dark with the moon casting a luminescent glow over her village. She walks over to a totem pole, where they remember all the lost royalty, who is not the king, with a carving of their spirit animal added to the pole. A new pole is added with every generation, and the old one is moved over to the meadow. This totem pole has the spirit animal of her mother. A squirrel. Her mother was fast and small in size, so it was only fitting that she is the squirrel. Clarke is the hummingbird, an animal that was lost centuries ago, but they have pictures and texts about it, and it seemed to be the perfect spirit animal for her, due to her speed, grace, and beauty, so her father said.
"Hello mother." The princess sat in front of the squirrel carving, where her blanket is. She visits her mom's totem after she leaves camp, which is every day. It's beautiful to be here in silence and semi-darkness as well. The glowing butterflies just behind the pole plus the glow of the moon and stars above, gives it a very magical feeling. She feels connected to her mother at times like this, more than just their genetics. She feels close to her mother's spirit in these instances, even though she knows her mother's spirit never truly left her, she feels as if she can reach out and touch it herself. She sits there for what feels like minutes, but judging by the moons path, has been a couple of hours since she sat down with her mother. "Okay mom, I'll be back tomorrow. I love you." With that she kisses the nose of the squirrel and lays down a purple flower, her mom's favorite color, in front of the pole before moving to her tent.
After changing out of her fur and leather clothes, she lays down on her soft bed and slips under the animal skin blanket, ready for sleep to claim her, ready to ride horses through the forest with her mom once more, ready to forget the day's troubles, ready to have a whole family again. She is not disappointed, because minutes later, she is with her mother once more, and has a whole family.
There! My first story about The 100, and dare I say, this the longest chapter I have written so far. It's actually easier than I thought it would be. If you can't tell, the overprotective (sexy) ass is Bellamy, and the sister is Octavia. I'm not saying who Clarke was with, that much will be revealed in the next few chapters.
As always, I love your sexy face! XOXO