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In The Hunters – A Thanksgiving story Crysta assumes the mind of a young Native American girl separated from her family and tribe by the encroachment of white invaders intent on removing native peoples from the ancient tribal lands they have known for countless millenia. In former times, this meant by any means possible, including hunting them down and slaughtering them like animals.
The survival skills she has learned over her upbringing enable the small child to fend for herself, despite the approach of harsh winter weather. Especially when much-needed help arrives from an unexpected quarter.
A well-written tale of the beauty of life in the wilderness, even in the face of imminent danger, Crysta captures the thoughts of her subject in a magical way.
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The wind felt cold with the whispers of snow, it would be here soon enough. The food supply would quickly disappear once the white blanket began to cover the land. Then only the winter creatures would have to be enough, stringy and tough… but that was life.
Crouched low, her amber eyes followed the movement of the Alpha in the speckled pack. Each of the pups from his breeding kept his tell-tale freckled face. Now almost fully grown, the juvenile hunters flanked their mothers and kept a steady eye on the Alpha as they moved across the open grass. The speckled pack were the better hunters in the area. The other packs were weaker and didn’t have the strength that the speckled pack had in their numbers. This Alpha was smart and only kept the strongest bitches, weak and old females were cast away to the other tribes. His was…
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