Long ago near a wood that was both light and loving and dark and threatening lived little Susan. She was a smart little girl that loved her family and their home very much. She would spend her days in the great field near her house playing with her sister and her best friend Sparrow.
One day, while her mother and sister were away selling the clay pots and urns mother made, she kissed her father goodbye and went to play in the great field with Sparrow. She waved at Father as he went deeper into the forest to collect wood and maybe even items from the ruins that were in the darker parts of the ancient woods. She and Sparrow were still playing hours later when the grey hare ran up and started speaking breathlessly.
"Little Susan" he called frantically, "Your father has been caught by the cave bear! He's going to be eaten!"
Sparrow danced on the limb she had been resting on for a moment and whistled to Susan.
"We must do something!"
"Not without preparing." yelled Susan as she dashed to the House. She hurriedly grabbled a ruck sack, dumped out the tools and threw rope and supplies into it. She snatched a bedroll from the shelf near the front door and candles from a kitchen drawer. She got father's long knife from his desk and her mother's heavy shawl. Slicing a large piece of ham and two hunks of cheese, she hurriedly placed them with a couple of apples, some bread into a large belt pouch. Susan ran through the front door stopping at the stream to fill a water bag and threw it over her shoulder by the ruck sack. Sparrow and Hare followed her as she ran for the woods.
"Which way Hare?" she panted as she ran.
"Towards the bleak ruins, the caves above them is were he lives."
***end part 1***