~* Chapter three: Tiger Lily *~
I floated around, helplessly. With Peter gone and pirates shooting at me, I was VERY nervous.
Peter told me that no one grew up on this island. So, would I just float around until they finally hit me? That idea terrified me.
Another cannon ball whizzed by me. I was thinking to just fly in front of one when I heard, "Lily!"
I turned around. "PETER!" I cried. I flew, rather clumsily, towards him.
"Lily, did I scare you?" He asked.
He had a slight smile playing his face and I that was when I realized his trick. I glared at him. "You knew I was in danger, didn't you?" I cried, furiously.
He nodded. "Yes, I did. It WAS pretty funny though, wasn't it?"
I screamed, "NO! IT WAS NOT FUNNY AND I NEARLY KILLED MYSELF, TOO!" I was FURIOUS! Why did I ever consider him my "friend?"
"Alright, alright. Calm down, it was only a joke." He said, looking scared, a little.
Another cannon ball flew towards us. Peter, this time looking terrified that we would both be hit, grabbed me around the waist and flew to the island.
He landed in a small clearing and set me down.
I heard birds chirping, rivers rushing, waterfalls and an assortment of other sounds that were rather new to me. One thing that I heard was drumbeats. Tom-toms. I smiled. The island seemed.. Well, alive.
I could see the bushes part and, suddenly, Indians jumped out! About twenty or so surrounded Peter and I and all were male and they had daggers out. For a terrifying moment, I thought that they were going to strike. I hid behind Peter.
All except one. A tall, slender female stepped up to Peter. She was very pretty and had long hair that was braided in two braids and black as the night. Her skin was tan and her eyes were the color of chocolate. She was wearing and buckskin halter-top with a short, buckskin skirt, held up by a belt that had a dagger in it. In her hair was a single feather and she seemed rather cold.
However, when she saw Peter, she broke into a large grin. "Hello, Peter." She said. Her voice was clear and strong.
Peter nodded, solemnly. "Hello, Tiger Lily. This is my friend, Lily."
I was amazed. "Peter, who is she?" I asked.
Peter leaned over to me. "This is Princess Tiger Lily. I saved her life once." He said, conceitedly.
"Oh, I see." I said. This Tiger Lily was Peter's friend. This was her tribe! She wasn't going to hurt us! I stepped out from behind Peter.
Tiger Lily smiled at me. "Hello, Lily. Me Tiger Lily. Peter, Tiger Lily's friend." She smiled again. I wondered if her cheeks were starting to hurt.
That was when I heard a loud, "AAAARRRGGGGHHH!"
Several pirates were surrounding the Indians! One of them grabbed Tiger Lily and swung her over his shoulder while the others were fighting off the other Indians who were trying to save Tiger Lily.
One of them looked at me. "'Ey! Here's another lass!" He was a big man and with one quick swipe of his hand he knocked Peter to the ground and grabbed me.
The last thing I saw of Peter was he was trying to stand up, just before I blacked out.
I floated around, helplessly. With Peter gone and pirates shooting at me, I was VERY nervous.
Peter told me that no one grew up on this island. So, would I just float around until they finally hit me? That idea terrified me.
Another cannon ball whizzed by me. I was thinking to just fly in front of one when I heard, "Lily!"
I turned around. "PETER!" I cried. I flew, rather clumsily, towards him.
"Lily, did I scare you?" He asked.
He had a slight smile playing his face and I that was when I realized his trick. I glared at him. "You knew I was in danger, didn't you?" I cried, furiously.
He nodded. "Yes, I did. It WAS pretty funny though, wasn't it?"
I screamed, "NO! IT WAS NOT FUNNY AND I NEARLY KILLED MYSELF, TOO!" I was FURIOUS! Why did I ever consider him my "friend?"
"Alright, alright. Calm down, it was only a joke." He said, looking scared, a little.
Another cannon ball flew towards us. Peter, this time looking terrified that we would both be hit, grabbed me around the waist and flew to the island.
He landed in a small clearing and set me down.
I heard birds chirping, rivers rushing, waterfalls and an assortment of other sounds that were rather new to me. One thing that I heard was drumbeats. Tom-toms. I smiled. The island seemed.. Well, alive.
I could see the bushes part and, suddenly, Indians jumped out! About twenty or so surrounded Peter and I and all were male and they had daggers out. For a terrifying moment, I thought that they were going to strike. I hid behind Peter.
All except one. A tall, slender female stepped up to Peter. She was very pretty and had long hair that was braided in two braids and black as the night. Her skin was tan and her eyes were the color of chocolate. She was wearing and buckskin halter-top with a short, buckskin skirt, held up by a belt that had a dagger in it. In her hair was a single feather and she seemed rather cold.
However, when she saw Peter, she broke into a large grin. "Hello, Peter." She said. Her voice was clear and strong.
Peter nodded, solemnly. "Hello, Tiger Lily. This is my friend, Lily."
I was amazed. "Peter, who is she?" I asked.
Peter leaned over to me. "This is Princess Tiger Lily. I saved her life once." He said, conceitedly.
"Oh, I see." I said. This Tiger Lily was Peter's friend. This was her tribe! She wasn't going to hurt us! I stepped out from behind Peter.
Tiger Lily smiled at me. "Hello, Lily. Me Tiger Lily. Peter, Tiger Lily's friend." She smiled again. I wondered if her cheeks were starting to hurt.
That was when I heard a loud, "AAAARRRGGGGHHH!"
Several pirates were surrounding the Indians! One of them grabbed Tiger Lily and swung her over his shoulder while the others were fighting off the other Indians who were trying to save Tiger Lily.
One of them looked at me. "'Ey! Here's another lass!" He was a big man and with one quick swipe of his hand he knocked Peter to the ground and grabbed me.
The last thing I saw of Peter was he was trying to stand up, just before I blacked out.