Where would I begin? Oh, hi! My name is Pinefur, through I got nicknamed as 'Piper' for my whistling ability. I'm a warrior of the Sierra Travelers Clan. I was a hunter years back when out of nowhere, wham, I got diagnosed with cancer. T2 chest cancer to be exact. It means I had a tumour in Stage 2 in my chest. I was guessed to be having a year of clinical surgeries, and I was fed up, having house fever, wanting to be out. So, with much convincing, I was able to hunt again in my beloved forests up north of New York. There, I was greeted by something greater than I ever knew. I was on a path, scouting out some deer tracks, when I saw human tracks, barefoot. I was curious, followed the tracks to peek over a ridge, to my astonishment, a group of people, crafty and quiet as they were covered in mud, stalking the herd I was looking for. It was the first time I ever saw my respected leader, Sunrise. She remarkably led that group quite well, and with shock and awe, I saw them attack and pin a particular few deer, leaving the rest of the herd to leap away. Anyway, long story short, I met them face to face, and was explained of their story, the clan, everything. Remarkably, I was cured of cancer some months later, and I came into HQ, made into an apprentice, then a warrior years later.
I chose to go to the world of Seekers after I had read the series, and I was very intrigued to find what's there for me. My day approached a month later after Rubyflower left for her world. I was in my room, #34. The floor is a restored pine, with a particular unique rug of green and bronze, which looks like bronze wings upon a dark green background, and the borders, light green. The walls is all painted like the legendary old-growth redwood forest in California. The ceiling is painted of the Aurora Borealis and the constellations of the Northern Hemisphere. My bed is shaped like a crescent moon with the top curve being my headboard, painted silver white. My bathroom is a replica of a waterfall pond, with the toilet/vanity in a separate door.
I was counting my savings so I can give it to Sunrise to use it for kindness. I'm clothed in Middle-age cloth style, through they are made of cotton and silk. I had a hood shirt in dark brown while my pants are whitewashed pale tan, and deerskin moccasin boots in tan brown. For some reason, I prefer old- style clothes than modern ones, through I had to be specific that my old- style clothes be made of modern thread. I hate being itchy by hay thread, plus I am skin-allergic to hay. I don't know why or how I have it, but it's there, anyway. I figure it's a gene passed by my parents, who had disappeared on me when I was about five. Granted, I was verbally abused, but I was left alone, alone in a playground, for heaven's sake!
I'm babbling, aren't I? Sorry, I don't mean to shout like that. Let's see, where was I? Oh, yes. I finally finished counting my savings, and headed out of my room, closing the door behind me. I walked ahead to the cafeteria where some warriors was eating lunch and others grabbing snacks while going to the library or whatever. I saw Sunrise, dropping off her finished lunch, and she saw me. She smiled wryly at me, and I got to her, handing my savings to her. She nodded thankfully with a considerable look in her eyes, a beginning idea in her mind from what I could tell.
I felt my shoulder poked, and I turned to see Bootpelt, one of the two totem necklace creators. He smirked at me, "Hey, man. Sorry that it took me so long, it was particularly difficult to get the radio inside your totem, but here you are.". Then he boosted up a necklace into the light, and I was surprised to see a wood-carved full black bear's forepaw track, the tan pads and the claws in detail, and at each side, laid two bear fangs. I smiled, thanking Bootpelt as I grabbed my totem necklace and put it on. He nodded, and left out of my sight. I heard a chuckle.
"It suits you well, Pinefur. Keep in touch, would you?". Sunrise replied casually.
I smiled, "Wouldn't forget of it, Sunrise, chief.". Sunrise nodded and she led me ahead to the portal room where some warriors were at. Sunrise scoffed at first, then howled straight for a minute, the sound attracting the rest of all the warriors over to the portal room. Sunrise nodded, satisfied, and then turned the portal on. She looked at me, and I nodded. I approached the portal, and upon the last step just before the portal, I turned, and I gave the best roar I ever did. In return, everybody gave their roars in different tones and sounds. I grinned, then turned, went in, feeling a warm power envelop me as I searched ahead, the atmosphere silent as the tunnel's pitch black.
Beams of light suddenly came in, and soon, the tunnel became bright, as it revealed a environment of a mixed old and new growth forest. A sad, wistful sigh reached my ears, and I narrowed my eyes in suspicion through I felt a note of curiosity.
"Who's there?". I said, clearly and loudly.
A low chuckle, "If you were in the army, you would get points for that, for sure.". Then from a particular big and tall oakwood tree, a man came out of the shadows. I slightly tilted my head at this silver-haired man of the low-sixties, his clothes in a Marine army style through in white, his eyes are dark green, deep-tanned caucasian, about 5 ft. As I looked closer, I suddenly saw that we looked similar in the face, if not body.
"That's right. We're family. I'm your grandpa. Hello, grandson.". He spoke in a air of sharp calmness, his aura saying don't mess with me if you dare to.
Flashes of a blurred memory came in my mind, showing this man holding my four-year old body, my grandpa sitting with a content look at me. I sighed deeply as I remembered my name for him.
"Papa Commie, is that you?". I exhaled in relief. Commander Frederick, or as I called him in toddler words, 'Grandpa Commander'. Papa smiled at me as his eyes wisted of tears.
"It's alright, Ras.". papa commented happily. I exhaled in happy sobs as I reunited with Papa, hugging him, smelling his familiar tobacco smoke and honey.
I cried out, "I missed you, Papa. Why didn't you search for me?".
Papa sighed, "I did, Ras. I searched everywhere for you. Heck, I tormented your father just to hear where he and your mother left you. I had suspicions that something was going on inside that house, but I was too late. If I was there for your father when he was younger, he couldn't have done this to you, to me. But, alas, I was betrayed by your father, and shot in that house, my last tears for you, grandson.".
I looked up and sniffed, "Are they in hell, Papa?".
"Your father is. Your mother was witnessed to my murder and your abandonment, but she's haunted, still alive.". Papa commented stiffly. I nodded in understanding.
Papa pulled back, looking at me, "But look at you, you've grown up. So handsome, so mature. I was so proud when I watched your warrior ceremony, Sierra Pinefur Flaggson.".
I dropped my jaw in surprise, "You saw me, Papa?".
Papa smiled, "Always have, Ras. I have watched you ever since I came home into heaven.". I smiled happily as I hugged him once more.
"Now, I believe it's time for you to go on to your world, grandson.". Papa commented airily.
I frowned in despair and my brow furrowed, "But aren't you gonna be alone up there?".
"Don't fret, Ras. I got my wife and many ancestors up there, waiting for me to come back and tell all about you.". Papa smiled with a wink. I smiled, nuzzled his chest, feeling his strong arms around my back, having a last smell of tobacco smoke and honey. Papa pulled back and smiled wistfully.
"Until next time, grandson. We'll see each other again. I love you, Ras.".
I smiled softly as tears leaked out of my eyes. "Okay, Papa Commie. I love you.". Papa saluted and disappeared in a white beam. My heart heaved out, like it was finally free of a burden, and I breathed of realizing that I'm free of my wretched father, and forever protected by my grandfather. I grinned as I looked ahead to see moonlight beaming through the trees. I walked slowly, then came to run, following the moonlight, feeling heavy in my feet, yet my heart light. I felt something poke into me, then I blacked out, my eyes blurred to see a silver of moon and a shadow approaching, and then pitch darkness filled me.