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Alice in New wonderland. Chapter 5

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Alice trudged her way through the forest, the hot sun pounded overhead and while the trees provided cover from its light, they were powerless against its heat. The air was close and she was sweaty and gasping, trying to catch her breath.

She had been walking for almost an hour now, if it wasn’t for the compass Alice would have been convinced that she was walking around in circles. There wasn’t a breeze to lift the heat, and the only sound she heard was that of her own movements.

“Curious.” She said to herself, she needed to hear a voice even if it was her own. “No birds beasts our any manner of insect to be found. In a forest such as this, I would have imagined it filled with life.” Her quiet words echoed through the trees and she felt a cold loneliness taking over her.

Her stomach growled loudly and she realised that she hadn’t actually eaten anything since the bite of scone at the tea party, which could have been hours ago. Excluding that, she hadn’t eaten all day.

Alice leaned against a tree, cold water, large meal, even a gentle breeze would be enough. The heat must be getting to her, she could imagine a gentle breeze.

“Wait.” She muttered to herself. Alice up righted herself and stared hard at the horizon, which was hard since all she could see were trees. But there it was, the forest thinned out and opened into what looked like a meadow. Alice found new energy and stepped onward. She stepped through the thinning trees and out of the woods.

It wasn’t a meadow, but more of a grass planes. Three-foot tall golden grass as far as the eye could see. It waved like water in the gentle breeze, which was much welcomed after the stifling forest. There was a loud rumbling nearby, but it couldn’t be thunder, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Alice hesitated to take another step until she knew the source of the noise.

The rumbling grew louder, it was to her left. Alice turned to a tree to her left and hoisted herself up into the branches, better safe that sorry. She rose up through to the tree and popped her head out of the topmost branches. The rumbling was coming from her left where the planes rose into a gentle slop. Alice felt her jaw drop as a herd of blue furred Bison rode over the hill and down by her. The whole tree shook as they thundered past. Alice gripped onto the branches as tight as she could, she branch she was holding shook violently.

There were loud squeals that attracted her attention. Alice looked to the top of the hill. A dozen men on horseback rode at the flanks of the herd, they all carried arrows and all of them had long brown hair and leaf green skin. Frightening patters had been painted on their chests with blue paint.

Four of them rode along the edges of the herd, shooting arrows blindly to frighten the bison, trying to make them spread out and separate. Their arrows made a high pitched whistling noise, which seemed to frighten the bison. One of the beasts became confused and separated from the others. The other eight riders of the twelve hunters were on the frightened bison in seconds and peppered it with arrows, the animal fell in seconds and the hunters rode on, obviously they would retrieve the animal when they were finished hunting.

They were close now, only a hundred yards or so away. Alice could only just see the last stragglers of the blue furred bison herd riding over the hill. The front of the group were out of her sight.

There was a loud whistling noise a sudden and sharp burning pain in her arm and Alice blacked out.

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The air was hot a close again. A crackling in her ears. Alice also noticed her left side was slightly hotter than her right, a fire on her left maybe?

Her shoulder hurt with a dull, throbbing pain and there was something rough, yet soft on top of her. Alice managed to open her eyes.

A night sky, lit with a billion pinpricks of stars and two crescent moons. Alice stared down at herself. A blanket, which was blue fur, obviously a hide from the blue bison, was over her body. She couldn’t feel anything underneath, her clothes had been removed. But there was something around her shoulder, pulling the cover back Alice stared at bandages wrapped tightly around her shoulder and breasts. A tiny spot of red blood had seeped through.

“You are awake. Good.” An unknown voice. Alice wrapped the blanket around her and spun around to face it.

The voice, belonged to a young man, he couldn’t have been more than Alice’s age. His skin was green, his eyes coloured yellow and his hair long and brown. Dressed in trousers made of the hide of one of the blue bison. His chest was bare and undecorated by the blue paintings Alice had seen on the hunters earlier.

The stranger sat down on the floor and Alice slightly relaxed.

“Who are you?” She demanded. He smiled sweetly and tossed a couple of sticks onto the fire.

“My name is Kappu. What about you? Who are you, strange pale skinned woman?” Alice shuffled closer to the fire, but kept the blanket wrapped tightly around her.

“I’m Alice.” She looked around the area. She was still on the grassy planes. The grass around her had been flattened in order to make this camp.

“Where am I?” She him.

“The golden planes. Where are you going?” He asked.

Give a little, get a little, Alice thought. If she answered some of his questions than he would answer hers.

“To the eastern woods.” She said to him. Kappu thought for a moment.

“The eastern woods are six days travel from here. The golden planes stretch right up to their borders. You bring with you no food and no water. You must be very stupid.”

Alice glared at him. But realised that he was probably right. Her shoulder pained and she rubbed at it with her hand.

“What happened?” She asked, knowing somehow, he was involved. Kappu looked nervous, bit his lip and rubbed the back of his neck.

“A stray arrow flew into the tree where you were hiding and impaled you on the shoulder. I found you, treated your wound and stayed with you until you woke up.”

“You fired the arrow didn’t you?” Interrupted Alice. Kappu was silent for a second, then stared to the ground.

“Yes. It was my duty to help you after I caused you injury.” He climbed to his feet. “If you are travelling to the eastern woods, you will need supplies, perhaps we can come to some agreement. If you feel up to travelling, my home is not too far from here.”

Alice nodded and climbed to her feet. Kappu put two fingers into his mouth and whistled loudly. There was suddenly the sound of hooves pounding the ground and a large horse galloped into view. A large brown stallion with no saddle or reins. Kappu gently stroked its flanks and made his way to the creatures side. With a powerful leap, he jumped onto the horses back and settled himself into place.

“Come Alice.”

Alice wrapped the blanket around her like a toga and reached up. Kappu pulled her onto the horse and after a little embarrassing struggling and adjusting to her toga Alice as finally on the horses back. Afraid of falling off, she wrapped her arms around his chest. Kappu smiled and gently kicked the horse in the sides. The animal took of at a gallop.

Alice bounced rhythmically with the steps of the horse. Her bare pussy pounded onto its flesh and it didn’t take her long to realise that she was becoming aroused. She had heard stories of girls getting aroused when they rode their horses certain ways, but she had never experienced it herself before. Her arms wrapped a little tighter around Kappu’s chest. Muscular and thin, he was young and fit. Even the green skin seemed to add to his attractiveness.

They rode on horseback up a steep hill and came to a slow stop at its peak. In the valley below were twenty large, circular tents, which Alice guessed were made of the hide of the blue bison. Light and smoke rose out of a hole, which was in the centre of the roof of each tent.

“The village of the Crudican Tribe. My home.” he kicked the horse again and the horse galloped toward the village.

Closer inspection told Alice she was right, each tent was made of the hides of Blue bison, the fur shaved away, leaving a grey skin tied onto a wooden frame. Kappu leapt from the horse and helped Alice slide down. The horse galloped away as soon as she touched the ground and disappeared into the night. Kappu led her to the nearest tent.

“My families home.” He pulled aside the bison skin door and bent down the step inside. Alice gripped her toga tighter and climbed inside.

It was a little larger than it looked on the outside. It was one large room, with a small fire in the centre providing heat and light. Bison skins, still furry, covered the floor, providing both seats and beds. As well as Kappu there were three other people to his family. Father, mother and a woman Alice guessed (and secretly hoped) was his sister sister. Whether she was older or younger Alice couldn’t quite tell, but her age was close to Kappu’s

His father looked to be in his forties and had a middle-aged belly and greying hair. He too was shirtless and was dressed in trousers made of bison skin. Everything in their culture seemed based on that animal.

Kappu’s mother was in her mid-thirties, if Alice had to take a guess. She wore a two-piece bison skin outfit. One band of skin across her breasts and one making a short skirt across her waist. If it was so short that only an inch or two removed would give Alice a view of the woman’s parts.

The sister was dressed in the same outfit, but everything on her body was firmer thanks to the benefit of youth.

To be coninued

Author is Englishwitch

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