I know that they are not called Indians but Natives or other names. But I
found it
easier and shorter to write it like that. Thanx for the heads up though. (
Faith began to pace back and forth in the living room of the cabin. Fraiser and Ray looked on as Faith mumbled to herself.
"Faith will you please sit down your making me dizzy." Ray complained.
Faith stopped and stared at Ray, how could he be so calm right now? She asked herself.
"Come here, we'll talk it through and think of a plan to search for Bosco."
She glanced up at the clock, Bosco had been missing for almost eight hours so far hoping that Bosco would came through the cabin door any moment to complain about the weather outside and how brutal Canada's climate could be.
"Ok." Faith sighed and sat down beside Fraiser and began to draw out a plan.
Pain flowed through Bosco's body as consciousness began to flood back into his body and mind.
He looked up at the sky it was still snowing. He then he remembered, Faith. Oh gawd Faith was gonna be pissed at him now. He tried to sit up but found it to hard of a task with all the layers or blankets of him and the wet close. His eyes travelled to the back of what ever he was in and met eyes with a tall figure that he couldn't really make out. The sled came to a stop. The figure came around to his side and bent down. Fear and panic over took Bosco. He began o breath harder and faster he could feel his heart beating fast and fast with each step the figure took.
"You have a fever, but I will try my best to relieve you of your pain." The man said.
Bosco turned his head just enough to see the man grind some funny looking herbs Bosco had ever seen in a bowl with a weird marble stick shaped tool to grind with. When the man was satisfied with the out come he stopped and put down the tool and lifted the bowl to Bosco's mouth. Bosco hesitated.
"You must drink, it will help with the pain and the healing." The man spoke softly.
Bosco looked at the man and then at the bowl. He slowly opened his mouth. The man then poured the liquid into his mouth. Bosco made a face and want to spite it all out but the man clamped his hand down on Bosco's mouth. He was forced to swallow. Oh man that was nasty. Bosco thought as sleep soon took over again as the sled was in motion again.
Tbc………..nuttin much, but I've been really busy lately. (
(kich(
easier and shorter to write it like that. Thanx for the heads up though. (
Faith began to pace back and forth in the living room of the cabin. Fraiser and Ray looked on as Faith mumbled to herself.
"Faith will you please sit down your making me dizzy." Ray complained.
Faith stopped and stared at Ray, how could he be so calm right now? She asked herself.
"Come here, we'll talk it through and think of a plan to search for Bosco."
She glanced up at the clock, Bosco had been missing for almost eight hours so far hoping that Bosco would came through the cabin door any moment to complain about the weather outside and how brutal Canada's climate could be.
"Ok." Faith sighed and sat down beside Fraiser and began to draw out a plan.
Pain flowed through Bosco's body as consciousness began to flood back into his body and mind.
He looked up at the sky it was still snowing. He then he remembered, Faith. Oh gawd Faith was gonna be pissed at him now. He tried to sit up but found it to hard of a task with all the layers or blankets of him and the wet close. His eyes travelled to the back of what ever he was in and met eyes with a tall figure that he couldn't really make out. The sled came to a stop. The figure came around to his side and bent down. Fear and panic over took Bosco. He began o breath harder and faster he could feel his heart beating fast and fast with each step the figure took.
"You have a fever, but I will try my best to relieve you of your pain." The man said.
Bosco turned his head just enough to see the man grind some funny looking herbs Bosco had ever seen in a bowl with a weird marble stick shaped tool to grind with. When the man was satisfied with the out come he stopped and put down the tool and lifted the bowl to Bosco's mouth. Bosco hesitated.
"You must drink, it will help with the pain and the healing." The man spoke softly.
Bosco looked at the man and then at the bowl. He slowly opened his mouth. The man then poured the liquid into his mouth. Bosco made a face and want to spite it all out but the man clamped his hand down on Bosco's mouth. He was forced to swallow. Oh man that was nasty. Bosco thought as sleep soon took over again as the sled was in motion again.
Tbc………..nuttin much, but I've been really busy lately. (
(kich(