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leaves along the side . Impressive, Soron thought as he inspected his sons work. “It is beautiful,” Soron told his boy as he handed back the bracelet.
    Nathan nodded his head and smiled.
    “A very tricky design. What are you planning on doing with it? Giving one of the village girls a present?”  Soron teased.
    Nathan blushed and looked sheepishly down at the bracelet. “I didn’t know if it would work or not, I just wanted to try, and no it’s not for some girl. It is for Mother, tomorrow is her birthday,” Nathan said.
    Soron grabbed the boy by the shoulder and pulled him in for a hug while messing the boy’s dark and shaggy hair with his free hand. “It is a wonderful job and a present worthy of a queen. Your mother will be proud to wear it.”
    After Nathan finished at the blacksmith shop with his father, he spotted Ava coming out of her family’s house. He walked over to her. “Hey Ava.”
    She smiled. “Hey wolf boy, let’s go for a walk.”
    Nathan did not mind her teasing; she was his best friend and despite her sharp tongue was always there for him. They walked through the village, stopped and chatted with the widow Noggin.
    She was on her front steps sweeping up dirt a patron had dragged all over her plank floors. “Hello Nathan, Ava. What are you two up to?”
    “Oh nothing much, just going for a walk, maybe head towards the creek,” Ava replied.
    “I am going to make some pies tonight. If you bring me back some apples I will pay you in pie.”
    Nathan and Ava jumped at this deal. Widow Noggin was an excellent cook and made the best pies in the village. “You got yourself a deal” Ava piped up for the both of them. Nathan grabbed the large empty basket from Miss Noggin and ran to catch Ava, who was already running towards the orchard.
    As they picked fruit, Ava climbed up one of the biggest trees. She liked to climb to the middle and top branches where, she insisted, the best fruit came from. Nathan knew it was just an excuse to climb, but there was no point arguing about it as long she picked apples while playing on the high-up branches. While working they discussed the previous day’s adventure.
    “I thought that wolf would eat you, and then I would have to drag your half-eaten carcass back to the village to show your dad that a wolf killed you and not me.”
    Nathan laughed. “Mom is the one you would have had to worry about. She knows all about poisons, she would make you a tasty pie and poof your belly explodes and you are dead.”
    Ava scrunched her face up. “That’s gross Nathan.”
    “Hey, you were the one who was carrying my half-eaten carcass into town.”
    Ava laughed. “Yes but you getting eaten by a wolf is possible. Your mom poisoning me is ridiculous, she likes me.” As she explained the flaw in Nathan’s logic, she picked a worm-eaten apple and threw it at Nathan.
    Nathan dodged the projectile, taking a seat, refusing to get into an apple tossing fight with his friend. He had lost way too many already. Besides her quick wit, one of her best qualities was that she threw with more accuracy than any boy in the village did. Any contest involving throwing was a losing proposition. “Well, I really don’t think I was in any danger. It seemed like the wolf knew me.” Nathan knew it sounded strange but he really had sensed that the wolf posed no threat.
    “I don’t care, it is just really weird. Have you told your parents about it yet?”
    Nathan was not sure he wanted to try explaining to an adult how a wolf walked right up to him, looked him over and then walked away. It sounded a little unbelievable. “No, but I suppose you are right for once. I will tell mom about it.”
    Another apple whipped by Nathan’s head. He barely ducked in time. “What do you mean ‘for once’?”

Chapter three
     
    VELAINA LOVED THE days she got to spend with Nathan. She and Soron shared the responsibility of training their son. On Soron’s days, they worked in the blacksmith shop,