This is an idea I just came up with the other day and I'm really excited to get started. I would like to thank SunRise19 for her encouragement to write Pocahontas stories, and for her advice. So with that here is Her Mother's Spirit! Reviews are of course more than welcome!

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"Wait for it…wait for it…" The little girl held her hand steady, waiting, ready to dart into the water and pluck out a fish, "And…GOTCHA!" There was a splash as the sturgeon she had been watching flipped it's tail at her and swam off. She sighed and leaned back to sit on the river bank, letting her small feet dip into the water.

"Great, now I'll never catch a fish," She sighed in defeat.

"Not like that you won't," A man's deep voice came from behind her and she immediately recognized it.

"Daddy!" The little girl jumped up and jumped into her father's arms. The blonde haired man grinned and kissed the 5 year old on the head.

"Have I told you how much you're beginning to look like your mother?" He grinned and asked her.

"Only every day, dad!" She giggled and rolled her eyes. She was tan, and had long black hair like her mom, and even her mother's smile, but she had her father's bright blue eyes.

"Aura, let me show you how to catch one," he led her to the river bank and kneeled down. She watched with great concentration.

"Now, you have to strike quickly, and before the fish sees you," he snapped his hand into the water and drew out a large sturgeon. Aura gasped at him.

"Daddy, how did you learn that?" She asked as he threw the fish back.

"Your mother taught me," he grinned.

"I want to be just like mom when I grow up!"

"You will be. I know it. You have your mother's spirit," he picked up the child and put her on his broad shoulders.

"Now, it's getting late, and it's time for dinner."

"Aw, do we have to?" Aura whined.

"You're mother will worry," he said casually as he started back towards their village on the river.

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"You found her, John!"

"Yes I did, practicing her fishing skills," John Smith lifted Aura off of his shoulders inside the small hut and moved to greet his wife.

"How was she doing?" She asked as he embraced the slender woman.

"Just fine, picking up on things rather quickly. And how are you, Pocahontas?" He asked, kissing her lips softly.

"Wonderful," Pocahontas grinned up at him and he leaned in for another kiss.

"Mommy! Can we eat?" Aura bursted in excitedly.

"Yes, we can. Go join your grandfather outside, we'll join you in a minute," Pocahontas ushered her out of the hut and returned her attention to her husband, "She is always running off." Pocahontas crossed her arms and John smiled at her.

"Now, who does that sound like?" He teased her and she rolled her eyes.

"John, this is our child, not me as a young adult. Aura is only five. I was twenty when we met," Pocahontas defended her case and John chuckled again and she peered at him.

"Pocahontas, listen. Aura is just being free. I do believe that's why we named her that…because Aura means wind. And in naming her that we also knew she was like you," John rubbed her arms and laced his fingers with hers.

"I know…but I can't help but worry. I want to always be there for her. I don't want to ever leave her," she still resisted her husband's factual advice.

This time, he looked at her seriously, "A wise woman once said to me, 'You never will leave me. No matter what happens, I'll always be with you. Forever.' I wonder who that was?" He was teasing again and she pursed her lips at him.

"And I believe she heard it from the man she loved," she hissed back.

"Well then, she must have believed it."

"Ugh…you are so difficult sometimes!" She playfully smacked his chest.

"She'll be fine, sweetheart. I promise. Our daughter will always be safe with me," he said in all sincerity. Pocahontas' face softened and she smiled before kissing him once again.

"She better be. Now, let's go have some dinner."

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"Psst! Aura! Wake up…wake up!" A small boy poked his head into the hut and poked the little girl with a stick. Pocahontas stirred a little but didn't wake, "Aura!" The little boy poked her again and she awoke.

"Mhph…Nagan…no…" Aura rolled over away from him.

"Please? Come on!" He whisper-yelled.

"Fine…" She muttred and quietly slipped out of the tent. Nagan was the son of Nakomi and Kuruk. His name means a leader.

"C'mon, this way!" Nagan led Aura to one of the fields near the village and knealt on the ground.

"What are you doing?" She asked, still yawning.

"Look! See the birds flying over the field?" He asked, pointing upwards.

"Yeah…so?"

"They're looking for night crawlers! Big worms that come up early in the morning when the dirt is moist. Watch," Nagan grinned as a bird swooped down and plucked up a fat worm.

"Gross! Why did you bring me here?"

"Because it's fun!" Nagan was always goofing off, and taking Aura along with him. His hair was in a mohawk and he wore a mere buckskin cover-up, like most males in the village.

"How can this be fun?" She looked at a worm crawling up from the earth and she shook her head.

"Well, it's not like you could ever come up with something fun to do!" Nagan challenged.

"Wanna bet? I know lots of fun things to do!"

"Like what?"

"Come on!" Aura grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into the woods. They ran for a little bit and Nagan was beginning to wonder where she was taking him.

"Aura! Where are we going?" He whined.

"We're almost there! Just wait!" She said secretively. They ran over a tree covered hill and suddenly, there in front of them, was Jamestown.

"Are you crazy! My mom told me to never come here alone!" Nagan shook his head and backed up.

"You're not alone! And besides, my mommy and daddy bring me here all the time! They have friends here!" Aura said.

"I don't think we should…"

"Oh come on! No one will—" She was cut off .

"Just where are you going young lady?"

"Mother!" Aura's eyes widened at the sight of Pocahontas standing behind them, she raised her eyebrows, "We were just, uh…"

"Do you know what could have happened? You could have gotten lost this far from the village…or worse! Attacked by an animal with out me or your father to protect you!" Pocahontas scolded. Aura looked down in shame.

"Mother…I'm, I'm really sorry," Aura looked up at the woman with tears brimming in her eyes.

"What were you thinking, going this far alone?" Pocahontas had a gentler tone of voice now.

"I just wanted to be brave, like you," Aura said, her voice cracking with a small sob.

Pocahontas kneeled down and tilted her daughters chin up to look at her face, "Aura, listen to me. I'm only brave when I have to be. Most of the time it was my curiosity that got me in trouble. Don't let your curiosity get you in trouble. Now come on you two, let's go back before Nakoma, Kuruk and John wake up," Pocahontas took both of their hands and walked them back to the village in the early morning sun.

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Okay, so there's chapter one! I hope you liked it! I'm not sure what the rating will end up being for this, but for now, because of later things between John and Pocahontas, I'll rate it T for now! Reviews = Update Sooner! :D