Sequoya enjoyed the time she spent in the mountains, whether it was camping, a day of fishing, or a casual hike in the woods. The Rocky Mountains became her playground.

She dreamed about it all the time. She was spending countless hours wandering in the woods, occasionally watching the deer graze from a distance and climbing rocky terrains to view the valley below.

Sequoya soon found herself in a middle of a grassland. She stood in the sunlight, basking in its warmth. It comforted her much like her grandmother's quilt did when she slept. She began to twirl around and around with her arms stretched out as if she would on a rainy day, but she did this to create her own wind. She spun around faster and faster until she collapsed.

She closed her eyes, breathing in the beautiful scent of pine. When she opened them, she suddenly found herself in a different place—the meadow.

The grass around her seemed much taller than before.

Slowly, she stood up. She had no idea how she came to be in this place. Then, a stream appeared in front of her as if a path was laid out before her to a destination unknown. She walked over to the creek without even thinking and slowly placed her bare feet into the water. She loved the feeling of the cool current of the water at her feet and the breeze of the wind in her hair.

Then, she thought she heard the Poleepkwan clicks of someone calling her name.

"Sequoya!"

She stopped and looked around but saw no one around her. She began to think that maybe she had imagined it. Then in the distance, she heard it again.

"Sequoya!"

This time it sounded like it was somewhere ahead of her. That maybe it was somewhere up the stream. Cautiously, she began walking forward upstream. The further she went, the deeper and wider it got. This place seemed familiar to her, although she had no idea where this would lead her.

"Sequoya!"

Again she stopped and looked around. This time it sounded much further away. She picked up her pace and kept moving forward.

"Aaron?" she called out.

Everything had seemed to go unusually silent. The breeze of the wind had gone away, and the only sound occupying her was the flowing stream.

"Aaron? Where are you?" she called out.

No response.

Then she heard a splash behind her and quickly turned around. There in the stream, she saw what had looked like a small pup. She knelt to pick him up, but he flinched the moment she reached out to him.

"Oh, come here." She cooed to the cowering pup. "I'm not gonna hurt you."

Slowly and cautiously, the pup came closer. Sequoya didn't want to scare him away, so she stayed still and let him come closer to her. He took small steps and began sniffing at her hands as she slowly reached out to him. Then he began licking the palm of her hand. With her other hand, she stroked his fur coat.

She picked him up and held him in her arms.

She examined his beige fur coat. Finally, the pup reached up with his nose and began licking her cheek.

"I might just take you home with me, you little cutie."

Sequoya continued up the stream with the small pup in her arms, deciding to take him along with her to this journey unknown.

The stream began deeper and deeper until she was waist-deep into the water. Up ahead in the distance, she could see a waterfall.

"The waterfall." She whispered to herself.

She stopped midway, mystified by its beauty. The mist of the waterfall shimmered in the sunlight.

She looked at the pup in her arms, who stared back at her with those cute, curious eyes. "Let's get a closer look. Shall we?"

The pup then reached up and gave her another slobbery lick on the cheek, which she took as an answer.

"Good enough."

She began walking closer to the waterfall. Thoughts were going through her head about the pup. She began to wonder if he had wandered off from his mother and gotten lost. Maybe he was like her. A nomad. A wanderer. Perhaps maybe his curiosity gets the best of him.

Sequoya managed to get close enough to see an opening beyond the waterfall. How could she not have seen this before?

The water reached past her waist and up to her chest. She held the pup onto her shoulders until she reached the hidden entrance behind the waterfall.

The entrance appeared much like an opening of a cave. But, once she made her way in, she froze.

There, in front of her, stood a coyote. His eyes fixated on her, but he did not appear to be threatening.

Slowly, she put down the small pup, and he happily made his way over to the coyote. The coyote nosed the small pup and turned his attention to Sequoya.

She watched as the coyote approached her. Seeing that he wasn't afraid of her and didn't see her as a threat, she kneeled down and reached out to the coyote as he got closer. The moment she reached out, she noticed a pair of reflecting eyes behind the coyote in the distance. The coyote in front of her licked her palm, turning her attention to him. She began petting him with her other hand. Once she did this, he got close to her. So close, he pressed his nose on the side of her head and began sniffing at her hair as if breathing in her scent.

Sequoya wanted to push him away but remained very still. She continued to pet him and slowly looked to where the small pup was standing. She noticed several other coyotes emerging from behind him, but these ones were much bigger and appeared more threatening. They all bared their teeth and began snarling as they came closer.

Sequoya quickly stood up and began backing away. Then she noticed the friendly coyote also bared his teeth and began snarling, but not at her. Instead, his eyes were looking behind her. Slowly, she turned around, fearing that she would see something much bigger than a coyote.

And she confirmed her worst fear.

There, standing only a few feet away, stood a wolf.

The wolf looked even more vicious than the snarling coyotes behind her. Before Sequoya had any chance to react, the wolf pounced at her.

She let out a loud gasp as she awakened from her slumber. She peered around the room as she tried to catch her breath, realizing that it was just a dream. An awfully terrifying dream.

"What a nightmare," she uttered and got out of the bed.

She walked over to her luggage and dug out a small container. It held the cedar given to her by her grandmother before she left her homeland.

She held it close to her chest and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door and began pulling all the contents out of the small container. A pouch was full of cedar, a lighter, and a small tray. She poured some of the cedar onto the small tray and said a small prayer before using the lighter to burn the cedar. Once the burnt incense of the cedar filled the bathroom, she bathed herself in it and breathed it in. While she was doing this, she pondered about the terrifying nightmare she just had. She took it as a warning of some sort. That may be, perhaps her visits to District 9 will become more dangerous in the future.

Normally, she wouldn't do this whole cedar thing. And doing this helps her feel safe and protected from those who want to do her harm. But cedar can only do so much. Its protection is only temporary.

After the cleansing, she cleared out most of the incense from the bathroom and got ready for the day. She had already showered the night before, so it didn't take much time for her to be prepared.

She fixed her hair into a braided ponytail and then left the room to go downstairs. Of course, she used the elevator so that she wouldn't be seen through the front entrance.

Once the elevator doors opened, she stepped out and bumped into Ojaji, causing him to drop a stack of towels he was carrying.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Sequoya reached down and helped him pick up the towels.

"It's fine." he dismissed, "I was too much in a rush."

She had to fold some of the towels before stacking them in place.

"How do you like it so far in Johannesburg?"

"I like it here. It's different than what I'm used to."

"That is good."

Sequoya folded that last towel, put it with the rest of the stack, and handed it to Ojaji.

"Thank you," he said upon receiving them.

"Your welcome."

"If you have time, I would like to talk to you sometime today." He said as he stepped into the elevator.

"Okay!" she quickly replied before the elevator doors closed shut.

She walked out through the back door, wondering what he wanted to talk to her about. She had a distinct feeling that it had something to do with Aaron. Perhaps Ojaji didn't want him back in the hotel. The thought made her angry. If that's what he wanted, then she'll have to find another hotel that allows Poleepkwa to visit. That is if she can find a hotel like that. Or perhaps she was taking it the wrong way. Maybe Ojaji wanted to talk to her about something else concerning the Poleepkwan gang, whatever they call their gang.

She walked along the street, making her way to the nearest local store to stock up on some snacks that would last her a week.

Earlier that morning...

David slowly opened the door to Christopher's shack and stepped inside. He stealthily made his way over to the sleeping trio. He saw that Aaron had tucked himself into Christopher's arms.

He didn't want to wake him, not when he seemed to be sleeping so peacefully. David knelt and placed his hand on Aaron's arm. It was only then that he began to stir from his sweet slumber.

Aaron opened his eyes and turned to look at David. As soon as he saw his brother, his eyes lit up, and he smiled.

"David!" he trilled happily and wrapped his arms around his neck. David reciprocated the embrace, wrapping his arms around his little brother.

Aaron then let go and looked up at him with a curious look.

"What are you doing here?"

David didn't answer right away. The reason for him being there was to make sure that Aaron was still safe with Christopher since his encounter with Seth made him do some thinking. A whole lot of thinking.

"I just wanted to see you."

Aaron smiled once more. "I'm glad your here. Are you going to eat breakfast with us?"

"There will be no time for that. I need to talk to you about your friend."

David noticed Aaron's antennas slightly drooped. "What did you want to talk about?"

David eyed Christopher and Oliver, who were still asleep. "Let's talk outside." He took Aaron by the hand and led him outside the shack.

Once they were outside, he knelt to be at eye level with Aaron. He noticed the apprehension in Aaron's eyes. Something about this talk made him nervous, though he could only suspect the worse. But for now, he didn't want to question Aaron about it.

"I want to meet your friend Sequoya. Can you arrange for us to meet?"

Aaron seemed baffled by his request. "I ...don't know."

David suddenly became agitated with his response but replied calmly, "What do you mean 'you don't know?"

"I mean, I have to talk to her about it."

David gave him a nod and placed his hand on Aaron's shoulder. "You do that and see if you can arrange our meeting on Sunday."

"This Sunday?"

"Yes. Is that problem?"

"No, but ..." Aaron shifted his eyes downward as if pondering something.

"What is it?"

"Do you remember the promise you made about not getting mad?"

David gave him a meaningful look. But, of course, he had almost forgotten about the promise. He wasn't too sure what to say to that. He always had a hard time controlling his temper.

"Yes, I remember."

Aaron seemed to perk up a bit. "I will talk to her about it then."

"Okay, but be on your guard."

Aaron gave him a confused look before nodding his head. David then wrapped his arms around his little brother in a tight embrace. Aaron wrapped his small arms around his neck. They embraced each other for a moment, too long, it seems, before David left for work. He couldn't help but fear for his brother's safety. If only there were a way he could protect him from the MNU.