Chapter One : Mother Nature
She swayed with the wind. She sang with the waves. She had been there before the boy. A few years, and he never knew. She became Mother Nature, sleeping amongst the trees and the creatures of night and day. She being only 16 did not fit the description of Mother Nature, but her reputation of whispering with trees and flying amongst doves made her so.
She kneeled amongst the lilacs, and listened to the beautiful hawk balanced on her arm.
"Peter Pan? Ahhh…the boy who can fly. He knows of me now? How?" She was not alarmed, not in the least. She knew of Peter, but kept to herself, knowing she'd give off a vibe that would disturb the boy, a strange feeling, not evil in the least, just strange. But she was curious as to how he'd discovered her. The hawk seemed to whisper in her ear.
"One of his Lost Boys? It's quite alright, keep a watch on him for me, avoid Tinker bell, his fairy, she's temperamental." She smiled at this, since it was true. The fairy that kept Peter company was protective of him, and kept a watchful eye out for who she had adored for some time. The hawk flew off, and the girl place the garland she had made out of lilacs and daisies upon her head, and fell against the grass, her long dark chestnut curls cascading against the green blades.
"I hope he finds me. I should like to meet him." She closed her eyes, and smiled while the trees sang her songs of slumber.