Chapter 3: Seperated

Another two years had past and Silvermist didn't play with paints anymore after the yelling Ginger gave to both her and her father.

Silvermist played with her stuffed toy outside and pretended she was the hero who would save them. She ran around outside with the table cloth as a cape and the rake as a weapon.

Her mother walked in the kitchen and saw all the plates and silverware on the floor. She took a step back as she everything was practically broken and destroyed.

She looked outside as she heard Silvermist striking the rake against rocks. She was pretending that the rocks that surrounded her mother's garden was the wall that protected the villains' hide out!

"I'll never stop until you surrender!" Silvermist cried out.

"Hold it right there, young lady!" Ginger shouted from the door.

Silvermist stopped and looked back at her mother. "Oh hi Mommy!" Silvermist siad waving happily, unaware of what she did wrong.

"Come in here this instant!" Ginger said.

Silvermist put down the rake and followed her mother inside.

Ginger led her into the kitchen. "Look at this mess! Why didn't you clean this up or at least tell me you were using the table cloth?"

"I was just excited." she said.

Ginger sighed. "Take off the table cloth now," she said.

"Yes, Mommy," Silvermist said taking it off. She put it in her mother's paw.

"Now you're going to help me clean this up," Ginger told her. She handed her a mini broom.

"Okay, Mommy," Silvermist said. She started cleaning up and Ginger helped her.

After a few minutes, they had cleaned it all up. "Can I got outside and play now, Mommy?"

"Oh no, you're coming with me to get some more dishes. You're father won't be happy if he comes home and finds out we have no dishes to put food on."

She grabbed Silvermist's paw and the two went out towards the shops. Ginger looked at the different dishes while Silvermist looked at the toys. "Hey Mommy look! It's a dragon!"

"Yes dear, it is a dragon," Ginger said. She went back to looking through the various dishes. "This looks nice," Ginger said looking at a white dish with a gold colored design on it.

Silvermist was intrigued by the dragon. Ginger walked over to the counter to buy the dishes and Silvermist kept staring at the plush toy. She reached out to get it. Ginger said out loud, "Silvermist, come on. We have to go home."

Silvermist didn't hear her. She was about to get the toy from the shelf high above her head, when someone grabbed her arm! "Ow! Let me go!" Silvermist screamed.

The old goat smirked. "You're coming with me," he said.

"Mommy!" Silvermist cried out.

Ginger quickly ran over and attacked! She pinned him to the wall and growled. "Don't get anywhere near my daughter!"

The goat just smiled. "You think you've defeated me?"

The goat slammed his walking stick to the ground once and Ginger was blown back! Ginger tried to get up, but she had hurt her ankle from the blow.

She saw the goat running off with Silvermist trying to pull away. Ginger tried her best to run after him, but she was struggling from her ankle being broken. "Silvermist!" she cried out.

Silvermist was scared. She looked at the goat and back at her mother. She looked at the arm that although looked weak and scrawny, held a tight grip on her! She opened her mouth wide and bit his arm! "Ow!" the goat cried out.

He looked at the little she-wolf who was tugging and pulling away! He picked her up and ran! "Put me down you old goat!" she yelled angrily. Her fear had quickly turned to anger.

White-tail walked through the streets, carrying a bag that held some surprise gifts for his family. He saw a goat carrying a wolf and running down the road with her. He could only see the tail of the wolf pup and didn't know it was Silvermist. The goat ran past him and then he saw it was Silvermist.

"Daddy!" she screamed.

White-tail dropped his bag and ran after him. The goat shouted in fear as he saw the strong wolf chasing him down! The goat pushed back some barrels, hoping it would stop him, but White-tail jumped over the barrels. He snarled at the goat who was panicking.

"Help! He's trying to take my grand daughter away from me!" he lied.

"Liar!" White-tail barked fiercely.

White-tail jumped up and was about to catch the goat, when all of a sudden a pig holding a pan in the air came out from around the corner. White-tail accidently crashed into the pan and was knocked out.

Silvermist shook in fear. The goat ran off out of sight and Silvermist started to cry. They ran through the woods and to a place the people passing by called, The Valley of Peace.

The goat took her into his shack and went down into a secret door underneath some yard tools. He closed the door behind him and threw her to the floor.

She tried to wipe away the tears that continued to fall down her face. She looked around. There was a long dark hall that seemed to lead to a dead end. The goat grabbed her paw and led her to the end, but she tried to pull away again.

"Stop squirming and come!" he said nastily.

She gave up. What was the point? She was seperated from her parents and probably would never go home. She shook her head as she finished her thought. No! I will go back home! she thought.

But when they approached the dead end, they walked through it! On the other side was a waste land. Building on fire, destroyed, and the only good building was the goat's building.

He took her inside and threw her into the room with other captives. She hid the floor and started to cry again. As she hid head face in her arms, someone approached her.

"Are you okay?"

She looked up. It was a small and young mountain lion.