I'm surprised at the number of growing fans I'm getting, thanks for reading, I'm glad all of you are enjoying such a LONG story. I don't know how you can stare at a computer that long, but it's a great talent…,ANYWAY… continuing….

15.

Shippo awoke in the morning, feeling a lot better. He felt a crushing pain on his chest and looked at the forming scar.

He hissed a little as he finally noticed it and as the pain became more real to him. The others were still sleeping around him, except for Kiba who wandered away from the pack. He was starring at the morning sun as the moon disappeared.

Shippo got up slowly and walked to him, curiously. He sat down beside the focused wolf, admiring his leadership and strength. His body was slightly smaller than his and of course different colors.

"How are you?"

The white wolf didn't need to move his head as he asked that question. He knew it was him.

"They pain is still there, but it has closed up a lot."

Kiba smiled slightly, "Good."

"What'cha thinking about?"

"Everything, past of course, but mostly about Tsume's reactions."

Shippo looked at him slightly confused; he bent his head to look at the ground. Kiba turned his head and looked at the young wolf, "you were unconscious, don't worry about it, I suggest more rest, we are almost there.

A pounding was heard in the distance and his head shot back to see what was going on behind him. Tsuki had woken up and watched the distance; there was a group of people behind them, riding on chestnut colored horses. Kiba stood up and waited, sniffing the air. Meanwhile, the others woke up, all of them transformed into humans.

As the horses came closer, they still waited; the visions of the people riding them were becoming clearer. They were Native Americans, wearing beaded outfits and leather hides. Their hair adorned with feathers.

"They are here to help us," Neko announced running up to Kiba's shoulder.

Toboe smiled brightly and waved his hand in the air. The Native Americans drove their horses into a trot as they walked up to them. Their eyes were dark, yet showing a kindness.

"Wolves," one of them said softly and they began speaking in their tongues.

Toboe was petting a horse's nose, smiling. The others slowly walked to them.

One of the Native Americans jumped off his horse and made his way to an elder, helping him off slowly. The elder moved to the wolves slowly. His eyes were light and gentle, the wrinkles on his face showed great age and wisdom. His long white hair was tied back. Kiba walked towards him, holding out his hand. As the elder took it into his hands, he smiled, "young wolf, you have been on a long journey, you have fought well and lead them well. We have heard the voices of the winds told us of your comings and we have a gift to aid you."

Two men walked out from the group and held out a roll of finely wrapped linen, each one with the drawings of the legend.

"This is what you seek; it will help you open the gates again to Paradise," his low voice whispered.

Kiba nodded and took the pages. He wondered how they will help. Why did they need them?

"The missing pages have an incantation and objects you must do to open the doors, young wolf," the wise one smiled. Kiba nodded once again.

"Go now," he retreated back into the horses and the man helped him on again. A woman came out from the group with a bag in her hands she gave Hana herbs from the bag. She smiled and thanked the woman. A boy ran up to Hige, whom was talking to Cyan and tugged on his sleeve.

"Hey?" He turned around and the boy handed him a familiar item, his brown leather collar with an H on the gold metal part. This surprised Hige, he took it carefully and smiled then, slipping the collar easily over his human head, "Thanks." The boy bowed and ran off.

They gave them some food for them, each with powers of healing and strength. They also cured the rest of Shippo and fixed up the group into fine condition. They thanked the Natives for all their helped and ran off to the city of Tsukimono, then to his Castle which laid 2 miles from it.

They were satisfied now and felt beyond great. As they ran, Tsuki talked with Kiba and Neko, whom took her usual spot on Kiba's back. Shippo, Hana, and Toboe played around and Hige and Cyan were playing their own game of "tag".

Kiba was always on alert for the dangers ahead, and the dangers around him, even though something was about to catch him off guard….

Oh yea! Cliff hangers! I love them, so does my friend who did this every single chapter in his story. But, no, you're going to have to wait for the next chapter, adios mis amigos!