This is the third chapter. I don't own Princess Mononoke, or any of its characters. I only own this story and characters not in the movie.
San awoke at first light. The little two-year-old looked out over the forest.
"It's quite a beautiful sight, isn't in?" said a male voice.
San turned around to see her father, standing behind her. The little wolf-girl looked up at her father, and fell back onto the ledge.
"I didn't mean to startle you, San." softly said Ookami.
San stood back up.
"You didn't scare me dad. I'm brave, just like mom." assured San.
Ookami, slightly laughter.
"Yes you're brave, San. Every soon you'll be the leader of the pack." chuckled Ookami.
San smiled at her father. Moro (with Feng and Xin fallowing) walked out of the den. Ookami looked at his mate and sons.
"Are they ready?" asked Ookami.
Moro nodded.
"They are." answered Moro.
The wolves began to walk away from the den, but they were stopped by a fallowing San. Moro scowled at her daughter.
"No San. You must stay here. It is too dangerous. You're not ready to hunt." stated Moro.
San put on a pouty face.
"But Feng and Xin get to go hunting. So why can't I." complained San.
Moro sighed. She knew why San couldn't go hunting.
"San you're too young to hunt. You have to wait, until you're older. Just stay here." sighed Moro.
The four wolves ran down the hill, and disappeared out of sight. San, grudgingly, walked back into the den. The wolf-girl sat down on the den floor, covered by leaves and scraps of deer hide.
"Why can't I go hunting? I'm just as old as my brothers. Why can they hunt, and I can't? Maybe, it's because I look so different?" wondered San.
San thought of what made her different from her brothers. They were much bigger than her that was for sure. Feng and Xin, were five feet tall, ten feet long, and were fully grown.
Moro knew her sons would never grow as big as her, and her mate. They were the last of the large wolf gods, at eight feet tall and twenty feet long. San barley stood over three feet tall.
Suddenly, San got an idea.
"I might not have fangs, or claws, but I may be able to find something that could help me hunt and fight. Maybe then mom will let me fight." cheered San.
San raced out of the den, and down the hill. After looking for hours, San was about to give up, when she saw something that caught her eye.
What stood in front of her was a destroyed campsite. San wandered into the destroyed camp. She passed by the destroyed tents, trampled weapons, and dead bodies. San had to cover her nose, because the scent of blood was so strange.
An animal jumped in front of San. The animal was a young fox that was two feet at the shoulder. The fox had fire red fur, and red eyes. San could tell the fox was a male by its scent.
The fox crouched ready to attack. San took a simple fighting stance.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my family's territory?" growled the young fox.
San stood to her full high, and spoke with the pride she saw in her mother.
"I'm San, daughter of Moro, leader of the Wolf Tribe." announced San.
The young fox was shocked. He got out of his crouch, and stared at San.
"You're a member of the Wolf Tribe? This is just great; my father's going to kill me. I threatened a member of the Wolf tribe." muttered the fox.
San tilted her head in confusion.
"What are you talking about?" asked San
The young fox turned to San. He bowed his head.
"How can I be so rood? Let me introduce myself as Volos, son of Karna, leader of the Fox Tribe." introduced Volos.
San and Volos began to talk. They found out they had a lot in common. Volos was the son of a powerful nine tailed fox, named Karna. He was also to take over as leader of the Fox Tribe.
The two told each other about their families, and life in their tribes. They San told why she left her family's den.
"My parents took my brothers, Feng and Xin, out hunting. I asked if I could come, but they said I was too young. I'm the same age as my brothers. If they can learn to hunt, then so can I. That's why I snuck out, and then bumped into you." explained San.
"It sounds like your parents only wanted what was best for you. That's more than I can say about my parents. My mother died when I was a moon old, and my father still treats me like a newborn pup. I'm a year-and-six-moons-old. I can take care of myself, but he doesn't seem to think I'm ready. That's why I'm out here, to take down some prey. If I can show my father I can hunt, then I can show him I can take care of myself." proclaimed Volos.
Volos stood and smacked his foot against the ground.
"That's just what I'm going to do. I'm going to tell my father, I'm old enough to hunt. I he won't let me, then I'll just keep practicing my fighting and hunting moves, until he does." swore Volos.
San stood beside the young fox.
"I'm going to do the same with my parents. I'll tell them I'm old enough to start learning how to hunt and fight." stated San.
The two youngsters looked at each other, with determination in their eyes.
"I'm really glad I met you, Volos." said San.
"I'm glad I met you too, San. Why don't we be friends?" offered Volos.
San jumped and gave out a little cheer.
"That's a great idea, Volos. Well be the best of friends, until the end." proclaimed San.
Volos laughed at the young wolf-girl.
"Hay San." said Volos.
"What is it, Volos?" wondered San.
"I was wondering, could you teach me to walk on my hind legs? It looks like a lot of fun?" asked Volos.
San smiled and nodded.
"Sure thing, Volos. Just fallow my every move." instructed San.
San showed Volos how to walk on his hind legs. On the tenth try, Volos actually did it, to some avail. He had managed to take two steps, before falling flat on his face. Volos looked at the ground in front of him.
"San get over here." shouted Volos.
San rushed to the side of her friend. Volos pointed at the ground. What he found was a hoof print of a giant boar.
"I should have known the boars did this. They're the only tribe that would attack with suck brutal tactics. This was probably Nago's doing." mumbled Volos.
San knelt by her friend.
"Who's Nago?" questioned San.
Volos looked at the daughter of Moro.
"Nago is the leader of the Boar Tribe. He's a skilled warrior, but is short witted and quick tempered, like the rest of his race. The boars chose brute force, over careful planning and tactics every time." sighed Volos.
The sun was almost about to set. San and Volos said goodbye, and ran back to their homes.
Moro, Ookami, and their sons raced back to the den. When they entered the den, San was already asleep. Ookami looked at his daughter.
"The poor thing must have been so bored, that she fell asleep." assumed Ookami.
"It must have been boring here all alone." stated Xin.
"Yah, while we were out hunting. We had all the fun, but San had to stay here. Maybe she should have come?" wondered Feng.
Moro bumped into the conversation.
"That's enough out of the both of you. San had to stay, because she is too young and ill-equipped to hunt." growled Moro.
Ookami got between his mate and sons.
"Let's just get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow. Don't forget we have to speak with Nago. I caught sight of some of his warriors in our territory. We can't have them find out about San, until we take you all to the Forest Spirit." exclaimed Ookami.
The four wolves went off to sleep. Feng and Xin slept close to San. Moro and Ookami slept beside each other. It was going to be a long time before the forest found out about San, but that time was a lot closer than anyone of the Wolf Tribe, could think.
So San has made a new friend. I'm going to add a few more of the animal tribes into the story. I've already got two groups in mind, but you can give some suggestion of what other animals I should add. Other than that, the tribes will be the same as they are in the move. That will include the Wolf Tribe (obviously), the Boar Tribe, and the Ape tribe. Comment if you like the story.