thanks that helps a little. Ill mark it down as a possible idea.Alias wrote:The character's best friend? We often see sidekicks of the main character in stories, or it could be the main character's family [brother, sister, father etc] If it helps you, write down your list of characters and beside their name write a short description.
Edit: with a little inspiration and brainstorming with the help of my sister. I decided to edit the intro to somthing a little more entertaining.
Heres what I have now...
Intro
The waves crashed onto the ocean beach of british columbia. The old man sat on the white sandy shore remembering the ways of the cherokee indians. His granddaughter came out just then. Great owl everyones been looking for you. She said as the waves continued to roll in and the wind continued to blow. Maya im 452 years old I think I can take care of myself was his reply. Just then there was a scream up on shore and then in the distance a they could see huricane on the approach. Great Owl then stood up and slowly and calmly lead his granddaughter away from the storm. their house was up in the mountains so they decided it would be safer there. Once they got inside the turned on the fire place to keep warm and waited for the hurricane to come and go. It was silent as this was the worst storm the had seen in many years. THe silence was then broken by maya with a question. grandpa what was it like living back in georgia all those years ago? That question can only be answered with a story. He then replied. It was many years ago when america was just getting started...
Chapter 1
The Hunt
The Bison stampeded across the land creating a thunderous roar, with hooves like solid steel the land felt their cry as the ran frightened. Three men approached on the horizon. Each armed with only a primitive bow and arrow for both defence and offence.With one swift pull of the bow it one of the men struck a Bison to the back. It fell to the ground and gave a sound of pain. The second man fired hitting it in the leg injuring it so it could not get back up. The third man struck it as well. With the final blow to the head the Bison was now dead. This battle between man and beast, predator vs prey plays often in the days of Native Americans. Food is necessary for all animals on earth and it is the same for humans.
Chapter 2
The village
At the end of that day the tribe gathered around a campfire and ate bison as the hunters told storys about their biggest kills. Intersted like a bear to a fish was I Great Owl. However I was only 14 then and had not achieved the name Great Owl. Back then I went by the name Dustu. It is a Cherokee name that means spring frog. Before I could become a hunter I needed to be 16. On My birthday I would have to pass a test. I would need travel in the american wilderness and survive for a full year. Only then would I be worthy enough to be considered an adult. It seems even in the late evening our village is considered large enough to rival New York. That is if New York was a native american village and was extremly small compared to its modern size. We had fishermen ,hunters,medicinemen,elders and just about every other kind of citizen.
I will continue to edit perfect and write my story...
