A/N: This chapter included Colors of the Wind, my favorite song in the whole movie, I hate that I had to delete it though because of copyright reasons... -_-
Cherry and Pocahontas met up after a while. Pocahontas told Cherry there were strange characters now in the forest that she hadn't seen before. The girls decided to spy around to make sure everything would be safe. There was a tall man wearing blue and he had a pale face in contrast to everybody else's complexion in the forest. He couldn't have been native to the village. He even had shimmering blonde hair.
The man walked around. Pocahontas felt drawn to him as she hid behind a tree with Cherry. The girls stalked him to avoid being seen, they wondered why he was there. Pocahontas saw the coast was now clear and she hopped to a rock. Pocahontas held out her arms in case Cherry wouldn't make it because of her clumsiness.
Cherry then hopped over nervously and landed in Pocahontas's arms. Pocahontas stood Cherry on her feet as they looked to the fog and had a feeling they were being watched. The white man spotted them and came closer which alarmed Pocahontas.
"No!" the man called to the girls as they ran. "Wait, please! Don't run off! It's alright, I'm not gonna hurt you!"
The girls stopped. Cherry of course understood him perfectly since he spoke English. She could understand the other Indians, but she couldn't speak any other language that wasn't English. Cherry didn't have the time to understand why or how, but she grew curious of the white man. The girls then hopped in the canoe as Pocahontas couldn't understand him either way.
"It's alright, I'm not going to hurt you," the man said, holding out his hand to them. "Here, let me help you out of there."
Pocahontas didn't respond and looked at Cherry in confusion.
"He wants to help." Cherry told her.
"You speak English?" the man asked. "How is that possible?"
"I'm not from here," Cherry replied. "I got lost and I woke up here. I don't know how I even got here."
"She can't understand a word I'm saying, can't she?"
Cherry shook her head.
"It's alright." the man assured Pocahontas.
"Listen with your heart," Cherry told her, remembering Grandmother Willow's advice. "Then you can understand him."
Pocahontas remembered as well. She nodded, closed her eyes as the wind blew by her like earlier. Wind blew around the man too as Cherry watched with Meeko and Flit. They all looked awestruck over the events.
"Who are you?" the man asked.
"Pocahontas."
"What?"
"My name is Pocahontas."
Cherry, Flit, and Meeko shared astonished looks with each other.
"I'm John Smith." the man finally gave his name.
"John Smith." Cherry repeated. "I'm Cherry."
"That's an odd name for a little girl." John raised an eyebrow at her.
"It's a nickname." Cherry smiled sheepishly.
Later, the group walked together around the forest. The other villagers were unaware of where they were and what they were doing. Pocahontas eyed John's helmet, then took it and looked into it to see her reflection.
"It's called a helmet." John explained.
"Helmet." Pocahontas repeated.
"It protects your head." Cherry added in explanation.
"So, what river is this?" John asked, looking at it.
"Qui-yoghcohanok." Pocahontas replied, still captivated by the helmet.
"You have the most unusual names here, Pocahontas." John stated.
"You have the most unusual name too, John Smith." Pocahontas replied.
Cherry giggled at their conversation.
"HEY!" John jumped, then spotted Meeko spying around him for food. John took him and put him in front of Pocahontas. "Is this bottomless pit a friend of yours?"
"Meeko!" Pocahontas scolded the raccoon.
"Well, how do you do, Meeko?" John asked, placing down Meeko and taking out his hand like to a dog.
Meeko took his hand and sniffed it, disappointed there was no food.
"It's alright, it's just a handshake," John explained, then took Cherry's hand as an example. "Here, let us show you." John looked at Cherry and shook her hand firmly.
"It's like saying hello." Cherry explained to Pocahontas.
"I'll show you." John took out his hand to her.
Pocahontas stared at his hand. "Nothing's happened."
"No, I need your hand first." John took her hand and shook it.
"That's how you greet each other?" Pocahontas asked. "This is how we say hello," she then did a hand motion to show John since Cherry already knew. "Wingapo."
John nodded and did the same for tradition. "Wingapo."
"And this is how we say goodbye," Pocahontas continued. "A-na."
Cherry nodded and repeated.
"I like hello better." John smiled sheepishly at Pocahontas.
Flit came up and glowered at John.
"Yeah, I remember you." John glanced at him.
"Flit just doesn't like strangers." Pocahontas explained.
"You didn't mind me, Flit." Cherry told the humming-bird.
Flit glanced at her, then back at John Smith a little uncaringly.
"Well, we're not strangers anymore." John told the bird as he petted him.
Flit squeaked angrily at John, then went back to the girls.
"Stubborn little fellow, isn't he?" John asked.
"Very stubborn." Pocahontas replied.
"HEY!" John scolded Meeko as he went into the man's backpack, a compass out, mistaking it for a biscuit.
"Meeko, put that back!" Cherry called as Meeko crawled around with it.
"Don't worry," John assured her. "He can't hurt it."
Meeko looked at the compass strangely, then hit it hard against a rock as he tried to eat it.
"Hey!" John cried and tried to catch the sneaky raccoon.
"Meeko, bring that back!" Pocahontas demanded.
"No, it's alright," John gave in. "He can keep it. Call it a gift."
"What was that?" Pocahontas asked.
"My compass."
"Compass?"
"It tells you how to find your way when you get lost." Cherry explained.
"You definately are not an Indian girl." John observed that she was telling the truth of not being native to the village.
Cherry smiled and nodded.
"It's alright," John assured Pocahontas. "I'll get another one in London."
"London," Pocahontas wondered. "Is that your village?"
"Yes, it's a very big village." John answered.
"I always wanted to visit London," Cherry spoke up. "What's it like?"
"Well, it's got streets filled with carriages and bridges over the rivers and buildings as tall as trees." John explained to the girls.
"I'd like to see those things." Pocahontas smiled.
"You will."
"How?"
"We're going to build them here," John replied as he climbed a tree. "We'll show you people how to use this land properly to make most of it."
"Make most of it?" Pocahontas sounded offended.
"Yes, we'll build roads, decent houses-"
"Our houses are fine, aren't they Cherry?"
"Not like the ones I live in, but still pretty nice." Cherry replied.
"You only think that because you don't know any better." John said, but then felt bad once he said it and the girls were leaving. "Wait a minute! Don't take it like that! Hey! Wait!" John hopped down to go after them.
Flit flew up to pester him. John grabbed the irritating humming-bird and threw him aside to follow the girls.
"What kind of explorer are you, anyway?" Cherry mumbled.
"Wait!" John ran to the girls as they got in a canoe. "There's so much we can teach you! We've been improving the lives of savages all over the world!"
"Savages?" the girls glared at him, offended.
"Uh, not that you guys are savages..." John said, uneasily.
"Just my people." Pocahontas glared.
"No, that's not what I meant, let me explain-"
"LET GO!"
Pocahontas splashed water to make him go away. Cherry watched with wonder and bewilderment. She felt like she knew this was happening once she remembered her history book she borrowed from the library.
"No, I'm not letting you leave!" John argued with the chief's daughter.
Pocahontas then got up from the canoe and went to climb up a tree. Cherry stepped out of the canoe and followed, looking up at Pocahontas since she couldn't climb.
"Look, don't do this," John called to her. "Savage is just a word, you know, a term for uncivilized people!"
"Like me?" Pocahontas scoffed.
"Well, when I say uncivilized, what I mean is-" John slipped from the branch he tried to climb. Cherry stepped out-of-the-way and the white man fell hard on the ground. His helmet then fell right on his head, allowing Pocahontas to climb down to him. Cherry helped him up and they both looked at Pocahontas.
"What you mean is, not like you." Pocahontas told him.
Cherry and Pocahontas walked into the forest as John looked at them. Mostly at Pocahontas though. The wind blew on the girls as John followed them for a lesson. Pocahontas took a tree root and put it on the ground to make a point. Pocahontas put her hands on a couple of rocks, making butterflies float over them and the rocks glowed. Pocahontas tried to stop John before he shot a bear, then led him and Cherry into a cave to show that the bear was a mother with three cubs.
Cherry picked up a cub and it licked her face playfully. Pocahontas held up another cub to John as it swayed its paw down his helmet while the mother bear happily watched her children at play. The three looked into the skies with different perspectives. The wind blew around them. Pocahontas held John's hand as they all ran into the forest. There were animals spirits chasing after them. They jumped over a flower field and swam underwater with a seal holding Cherry so she wouldn't drown.
They relaxed on a grassy part of the land after swimming. There were birds on Pocahontas and John's arms and they let them fly up to the highest tree in the forest. They all watched in mild content and amusement. The group then patched soil together. John put some in Pocahontas's hands and she did the same until the soil slipped back into the ground. Pocahontas and John stopped and they stared at each other. Cherry looked at them and wondered what it could be about. Cherry sighed and wondered more about how she was going to get back home or if this was just a dream. It had to have been something, right?