Raven Eyes
Chapter I
I open my eyes to the light blue sky, trying to discover the names of the few clouds above. The mid-afternoon sun is shining lightly on the green grass. As I sat up to look around and saw a doe and her fawn crossing the grassy field. Hair bowled past my face, bringing the smell of the nearby river along with it. The meadow's only sounds are the bird's songs and the wind blowing, playing a game with the few leaves it has picked up along the way. I pushed my hair out of my face and turn to see the doe and fawn running from the praying jaws of a wolf, gone mad by hunger. As they disappear from sight, I knew he was successful in his hunt, from the smell of blood in the air. I turned my head once more to see what other animals are in the meadow at this time of day. I slowly stood up, stretched, then dusted myself off and started to walk towards the opposite side. A robin, flying low, zips past my emerald green eyes as young girl runs into the meadow, left of where I was standing. "Raven! Raven! Wait up!"
As the young girl reached me, I looked down to her face. She couldn't be more than 16, but her light tan face says different. Her brown hair pulled back, into a high ponytail, waves back and forth in the wind. "Cloey, what are you doing here? You were supposed to leave at sunrise."
"I know, but... I couldn't leave without saying good-bye to you first."
I looked deep in to Cloey's dark green eyes. "You must leave; you know that as well as I do. The longer you stay here the less you learn. I know it hard to leave here, but you must. It's part of life. You can't stay here with me forever."
"How come?" Cloey whined as she looked to the ground.
"Because you need training and I need time away from you! That's why. I need a life too! Now go!"
I pushed Cloey back to the edge of the meadow, then handed her, her backpack. "Go west until you come to a waterfall, then north from there for two days. When you come to a forest call out that you are in need for training and you need someone to show you the way. That's all I can do for you, the rest you must do by yourself."
As Cloey walked away she looked back once more at me.
"Good-bye Raven. I'll miss you."
I smiled and watched her leave "Finally! I don't have to deal with her anymore!" With that I turned my back and walked to my home.
If you walk strait from the meadow you can see the back of my house. The tall three story wooden home is my best work of art, along with all the furniture inside. Everything in that house that was made of wood, I craved. It took all summer but I finally got it done. It was only one story then, but I got so many visitors I needed more rooms to keep them in so I decide to build another story. The last story was my workshop. I had my plans, partly finished wood cravings, tools, and everything else a craver would need. I've been craving now for about five year and it was taught to me a passing Rouge. He was a nice fellow, too bad he was killed shortly after he left. I thought as I opened the back door and walked inside.
