October 25, 2025 • 58 mins
Deep within the misty forests of the Olympic Peninsula, where the trees whisper and the shadows move with ancient purpose, a young Sasquatch named Koda takes his first breath — and his first steps into a world on the brink of change.
In this special episode, Brian King-Sharp, host of Sasquatch Odyssey, Backwoods Bigfoot Stories, Disturbing, History, The Gulty Files, and author of Born Wild: Koda’s Odyssey – Volume One, invites you to journey into the hidden realm of the Sasquatch like never before. Told through their eyes, this story brings to life the clans, families, and struggles of a people fighting to preserve their way of life against encroaching human threats — and darker forces rising from within their own kind. You’ll meet unforgettable characters — from the wise leaders of the Hoh Clan to the fierce and loyal Kabota and Asha — as their lives intertwine in a saga of survival, family, and discovery. This is more than just a story about mysterious creatures in the forest. It’s a story about us — about love, loss, belonging, and what it truly means to protect what we hold dear.
In this exclusive preview, you’ll hear the first seven chapters of the brand-new audiobook version of Born Wild: Koda’s Odyssey, brought to life with over seven hours of powerful narration and emotional storytelling that will pull you deep into Koda’s world.
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In this special episode, Brian King-Sharp, host of Sasquatch Odyssey, Backwoods Bigfoot Stories, Disturbing, History, The Gulty Files, and author of Born Wild: Koda’s Odyssey – Volume One, invites you to journey into the hidden realm of the Sasquatch like never before. Told through their eyes, this story brings to life the clans, families, and struggles of a people fighting to preserve their way of life against encroaching human threats — and darker forces rising from within their own kind. You’ll meet unforgettable characters — from the wise leaders of the Hoh Clan to the fierce and loyal Kabota and Asha — as their lives intertwine in a saga of survival, family, and discovery. This is more than just a story about mysterious creatures in the forest. It’s a story about us — about love, loss, belonging, and what it truly means to protect what we hold dear.
In this exclusive preview, you’ll hear the first seven chapters of the brand-new audiobook version of Born Wild: Koda’s Odyssey, brought to life with over seven hours of powerful narration and emotional storytelling that will pull you deep into Koda’s world.
🔗 Get Your Copy Today
If you love what you hear, you can grab the full audiobook right now for just $6.99, or order an autographed paperbackfor $20 plus shipping and handling.
👉 Click the link right here in the show notes or visit Get The Book Now to get your copy. While you’re there, don’t forget to sign up for our free newsletter for early access to upcoming projects, behind-the-scenes stories, and exclusive updates from Paranormal World Productions.
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
For decades, people have disappeared in the woods without a trace.
Some blame wild animals, others whisper of creatures the world
refuses to believe in. But those who have survived they
know the truth. Welcome to Backwoods Bigfoot Stories, where we
share real encounters with the things lurking in the darkness bigfoot,
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dog man, UFOs, and creatures that defy explanation. Some make
it out, others aren't so lucky. Are you ready, because
once you hear these stories, you'll never walk in the
woods alone again. So grab your flashlight, stay close, and
remember some things in the woods don't want to be found.
Hit that follow or subscribe button, turn on auto downloads,
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and let's head off into the woods if you dare. Hey, everyone,
this episode is something truly special. Today, I'm bringing you
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the first seven chapters of my brand new audiobook, Born
Wild Coda's Odyssey, Volume one. This story has lived in
my heart for a long time. Ever since I first
started studying and talking about Sasquatch, I've dreamed of telling
their story, not from our point of view, but from theirs,
to imagine what it might be like to live as
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one of them, to feel the pulse of the forest
through their eyes, to experience their fears, their triumphs, their families,
and their world as it changes around them. Born Wild
is that dream come to life. It's an adventure filled
with mystery, danger, and heart. You'll meet Coda, a young
Sasquatch born in the deep ancient forests of the Olympic Peninsula,
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and you'll walk beside him as he learns what it
truly means to survive, to protect, and to belong. Along
the way, you'll meet the incredible clans that make up
this hidden world, each with their own stories, traditions, and struggles.
There are friendships, rivalries, betrayals, and moments of breathtaking courage
that will make you fall in love with these characters,
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just like I did while writing them. Coda's journey isn't
just about surviving the wild. It's about finding his place
in a world that's changing faster than his people can understand.
And when his path crosses that of a human boy,
everything he's been taught about fear, trust and connection will
be tested in ways that will shape not just his future,
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but the fate of his kind. This is a story
about family, about love, and about the wilderness. Itself, that
sacred place where myth and reality blur together. It's my
way of honoring the mystery of the Sasquatch while asking
deeper questions about who we are, what we value, and
how we coexist with the natural world. If you enjoy
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what you hear today, you can grab the full audience
book with over seven hours of narration right now for
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for being part of this journey. For listening supporting and
believing in these stories that connect us to something bigger,
something ancient, something wild. Now let's step into the forest
together and begin born wild Coda's odyssey Genesis. Spring had
always been a time of renewal in the Olympic Peninsula,
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But this year the air felt different. Asha could sense it,
a subtle but undeniable shift that pulsed through the forest
like a slow, creeping shadow. The season's arrival wasn't marked
by just the usual signs, the thawing earth, budding trees,
and the nighttime chorus of frogs. This was something more profound,
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a weight that hung on the wind and wove through
the underbrush. It sent shivers down her spine and heightened
every since, as if the world itself was holding its breath.
She felt it in her bones as surely as the
new life growing inside her. Asha, with her thick, tawny
hair and wise, silver flecked eyes, had experienced many springs
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in her life, but none had ever carried such weight.
This season, she would bring her child into the world.
She had known for some time now from the way
her belly had grown heavy, and Caboda had begun watching
her with that protective anxious look in his eyes. Her mate,
strong and silent as always, had grown restless, constantly scanning
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the horizon for any sign of danger. But the danger
wasn't just the rogue sasquatch that roamed the Northern Ridges,
though he posed a threat to be sure, it was
the humans. They grew closer, encroaching on their home, their forest,
with each passing day. Caboda stood at the edge of
the clearing, his broad shoulders tents as he listened to
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the distant machines, human machines. His hair, the color of
rich forest soil, seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding trees.
From afar, he could have passed for one of the
towering ancient cedars, a figure carved from the wilderness itself.
But up close, Asha caught the truth. His eyes burned
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with tension, and his muscles coiled beneath his thick, untamed hair,
vibrating with a there are all restless energy that betrayed
his unease. They're getting bolder, he mumbled, his voice low
and gravelly. I saw their fires last night, closer than
they've ever been. We may not have much time before
they find us. Asha sat beside him, her hand resting
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on her swollen belly, feeling the life stir within. We'll
find a way, she said, softly, though uncertainly weighed on
her heart. We always do. But even as she said
the words, she wasn't sure she believed them. The humans
were relentless. They came in greater numbers each year, pushing
deeper into the forest with their strange tools and loud machines,
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tearing down trees that had stood for centuries. They were careless,
trampling the land as if it were theirs to claim.
Asha had seen them up close once years ago, when
she had ventured too close to one of their camps.
Though smaller than her kind, something terrified her about their
numbers and the strange, hard objects they carried, tools that
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could rip through the forest with ease, as though nature
itself bent to their will. They're close, Caboda continued, his
eyes narrowing as he sniffed the air too close. Asha
followed his gaze to the horizon, where the trees thinned
out into open land. She could almost smell the smoke
from the human fires, the acrid scent of burning wood
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mixing with the sweet fragrance of pine needles and moss.
That smell always made her uneasy. The humans didn't belong here.
They didn't respect the land the way her kind did.
They took and took, never giving anything back. They won't stop,
she said, almost to herself, not until they've taken everything.
Caboda growled low in his throat, a sound of frustration
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and helplessness. Then we need to prepare. Asha knew he
was right. With the humans closing in and the baby's
birth approaching, they needed to find a safe place, a
hidden place where she could bring their child into the
world without fear of discovery. It wasn't just a matter
of comfort, it was survival. The humans were a threat,
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but so was the forest itself. Dangers for a newborn
filled the world, from predators that stalked in the underbrush
to weather that could turn from drizzle to torrential storms
within hours. After days of searching the forest, venturing ever
deeper into the heart of their territory in search of
a safe haven, at last they found it. A secluded
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grove tucked away within a dense stand of ancient cedars,
offering the shelter they desperately needed. The trunks of the
massive trees stretched wide enough to hide a family of
sasquatches from view, their branches forming a dense canopy that
shielded the ground from the harsh elements. Scents of pine
and damp earth thickened the air, and a nearby stream
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trickled through the silence, offering both fresh water and a
natural barrier between them and any approaching danger. This will do,
Caboda said, his voice thick with determination. The two got
straight to work, gathering materials for a nest to cradle
Asha and their unborn child. Asha's movements had slowed the
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weight of the pregnancy, making every step more laborious, but
she refused to let Kaboda do all the work. She
wove together long, flexible branches, creating a sturdy foundation, while
Caboda gathered piles of soft moss and leaves to line
the inside. They worked side by side, as always, their
hands moving in rhythm with the forest around them. Asha
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took her time selecting the softest moss, pressing it into
the base of the nest until it formed a thick,
cushiony bed. It needed to be perfect, strong enough to
support her weight during the birth, but soft enough to
protect the delicate form of their child. When the time came,
Kaboda used his powerful arms to gather animal hides they
had saved from past hunts, draping them over the nest
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to provide warmth and shelter from the cool spring nights.
As they were Asha felt a flutter in her belly,
a reminder of the life growing inside her. The baby
was strong, she could feel it in the way he
kicked and shifted, already testing his strength against the confines
of her body. A smile tugged at her lips despite
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the exhaustion. This child would be special. It's almost ready,
Caboda said, standing back to admire their work. Just a
few more branches to cover the top. Asha nodded, her
hand resting on her belly. We'll be safe here, she
said softly, at least for a while, But even as
she spoke the words, she couldn't shake the feeling that
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safety was fleeting. The humans were relentless, always pushing forward,
always expanding, and the other danger, the one that stalked
the shadows of their territory. No one ever spoke his
name aloud, but everyone knew.
Speaker 2 (10:52):
Who he was.
Speaker 1 (10:53):
The rogue Sasquatch, a giant among giants even larger than Caboda,
with a temper as wild as the storms that swept
through the mountains. He had no clan, no family. He
lived alone, a creature of pure instinct and rage. The
stories about him were dark and terrifying, passed down from parents,
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whispered in the darkness by the older Sasquatch who had
seen him and survived. Legend said the rogue had once
been in a clan long ago, but was cast out
for reasons no one could fully explain. Some said he
had killed his own kin in a.
Speaker 2 (11:28):
Fit of rage.
Speaker 1 (11:29):
Others claimed he had simply grown too wild, too dangerous,
even for his own kind. Most believed he had killed
many hikers on the Appalachian Trail who dared to venture
too far into the backcountry near his old clan's territory.
Whatever the truth, he was an unsettling presence, a relentless threat,
woven into the fabric of the forest, unseen yet impossible
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to ignore, pressing at the periphery of awareness like the
weight of an impending storm. Asha had never seen himself,
but Kboda had once, many years ago, before they had
become mates. He didn't talk about it much, but she
knew the encounter had left a deep impression on it.
I saw him near the northern Ridge, Caboda had told
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her one night by the fire. His voice had been low,
almost a whisper, as if speaking of the rogue would
summon him from the shadows. He was huge, bigger than
any of us. His hair was dark, almost black, and
his eyes they were wild, like nothing I've ever seen.
He wasn't like us, Aasha, he was something else. Asha
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had shivered at the memory of Kboda's words. They could
not ignore the danger of the rogue, especially now with
the baby on the way. They would need to stay alert,
always on guard in case he wandered too close to
their territory. But for now they focused on the nest.
On the birth part one, Chapter one, Asha went into
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labor on a calm, clear night. The sky above the
canopy was a deep, velvety black, dotted with stars that
twinkled faintly through the gaps in the trees. The air
cool but not cold. It should have been a peaceful night,
a night for resting and gathering strength. Instead, pain racked
Asha's body. It started slowly, a dull ache deep in
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her belly that made her shift uncomfortably in the nest.
Caboda stood beside her, his large frame casting a protective
shadow over the entrance to their shelter. He had been
restless all day, sinsing the time was near, and now
that it had come, his eyes were sharp with concern.
Speaker 2 (13:43):
Asha.
Speaker 1 (13:44):
His voice was gentle, but had an edge to it,
a quiet urgency.
Speaker 2 (13:49):
Is it time?
Speaker 1 (13:50):
Asha nodded, unable to speak as another wave of pain
rolled through her. She gripped the edge of the nest,
her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The baby was coming,
she could feel it, the pressure building inside her, her
body instinctively preparing for the birth. Kbodah knelt beside her,
his hand resting on her shoulder, offering her what comfort
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he could. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. The hours
that followed were a blur of pain and effort, her
body straining with the intensity of the labor. Each contraction
seemed to tear through her like fire, but Asha remained focused,
her mind fixed on the life she was about to
bring into the world. She could feel the baby moving
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inside her, shifting lower, ready to emerge. Kaboda stayed by
her side the entire time, his presence a steady, grounding
force as she fought through the pain. He wiped the
sweat from her brow with a cool clump of moss,
his deep voice whispering words of encouragement as the night
dragged on. You're strong, Asha, he whispered, you can do this,
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You're almost there. Finally, after what felt like an a eternity,
the baby came with one last agonizing push. Asha felt
the release of pressure as the child slid from her
body into the world. Stay tuned for more Backwoods big
Foot stories. We'll be back after these messages. The first
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sound to fill the air was a tiny, sharp cry,
a cry that sent a wave of relief and joy
through her, even as her body trembled with exhaustion.
Speaker 2 (15:26):
Caboda caught the.
Speaker 1 (15:26):
Newborn in his large hands, his face filled with awe
and wonder as he looked down at their son. He
was small, covered in soft, dark hair, his eyes wide
and blinking as he took in his first breaths of
the world outside the womb. Coda Asha whispered, her voice
barely a breath. She reached out, and Caboda gently placed
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the baby in her arms, his tiny form warm and
alive against her chest. Our son Asha gazed down at him,
her heart swelling with love and pride. He was perfect,
their Coda, their strong and beautiful boy. But as she
held him close, she felt another sharp pain ripped through
her body, unexpected and wrong. A second baby. Asha gasped,
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her eyes widening in shock as her body convulsed again.
Cabodah's face twisted with concern as he realized what was happening.
A twin they hadn't known, But as the second baby
came into the world, Asha immediately knew something was wrong.
Speaker 2 (16:29):
There was no cry.
Speaker 1 (16:31):
Kboda's face fell as he gently lifted the still silent
form of their daughter. She was small, too small, her
body limp and lifeless in his hands. Asha's heart shattered
as she reached out to touch her daughter's tiny face,
tears spilling down her cheeks. Caboda Her voice broke, thick
with grief. Caboda didn't speak, He couldn't. His face was
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a mask of sorrow as he wrapped their daughter in
soft leaves, his hands try trembling as he prepared her
for burial. Asha watched through a veil of tears as
he carried her out of the nest into the grove
where the ancient cedar trees stood like silent sentinels. They
buried their daughter beneath the largest tree, the earth cool
and damp as Kaboda gently laid her to rest. Asha
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knelt beside the grave, her heart heavy with loss. They
had gained a son, but they had lost a daughter.
The joy and sorrow mingled in a way that left
Asha hollow, like a piece of her soul had been
torn away. We will never forget you, Katya, she whispered,
her hand resting on the freshly turned soil. You will
always be with us. The days after the birth were
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a blur of exhaustion and quiet.
Speaker 2 (17:42):
Morning.
Speaker 1 (17:43):
Asha and Koboda took turns watching over Coda, their grief
for their daughter lingering like a shadow over their small family.
But even in their sorrow, they knew they had to
stay vigilant. The humans were getting closer, and the rogue
still lurked somewhere in the forest. Each day, the sounds
of human activity grew louder, machines tearing through the earth,
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the distant roar of engines, and the sharp crack of
trees being felled. The once quiet forest was now filled
with the noise of human expansion, and it was only
a matter of time before they stumbled upon Asha and
Koboda's nest. They're coming, Caboda said one evening, his voice
heavy with resignation. We need to move. Asha nodded, holding
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Coda close as he slept. They couldn't stay here any longer.
The humans were relentless, and with a newborn to protect,
they couldn't afford to take any chances. But more than
just the humans worried Asha. The rogue Sasquatch was still
out there, somewhere in the shadows, a threat looming over
them like a dark cloud. She had seen signs of him,
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broken branches, disturbed earth, and the unmistakable stench of his presence.
Speaker 2 (18:54):
He was close, too close.
Speaker 1 (18:57):
We'll find a new place, Asha said, though her voice
lacked confidence. Somewhere deeper in the forest, Caboda nodded, worry
etched clearly in his eyes. The forest, once their sanctuary,
no longer offered safety. The humans advanced steadily, and the
rogue posed a threat they couldn't afford to overlook. With
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heavy hearts, they left the grove behind, carrying Coda in
their arms as they ventured deeper into the wilderness. The
forest stretched out before them, vast and untamed, full of
both danger and promise. But Asha knew one thing for certain.
They would do whatever it took to protect their family.
They had survived the loss of their daughter, the encroachment
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of humans, and the impending threat of the rogue. They
would survive whatever came next. They had to Chapter two Growth.
It had been a few days since Asha had given
birth to little Koda. Her newborn was nursing well, and
Asha was recovering quickly, but the human presence was getting
closer and closer to their nets, forcing Asha and Caboda
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to make some tough decisions. We can't stay here anymore,
Caboda said grimly one evening. The humans are getting too close.
We need to move deeper into the forest, find a
new place to make our home. Asha nodded, solemnly, casting
a worried glance down at the sleeping Coda. I was
afraid of this, but you're right. We can't risk them
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finding us here. It's not safe for Coda. Caboda reached
out and caressed Coda's soft hair. Don't worry. We'll find
a good place to go somewhere the humans won't be
able to get to us, He paused, we'll have to
leave first thing in the morning. Asha sighed heavily. All right,
I'll start getting ready. This was such a good home
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for us. Caboda pulled her into a comforting embrace. I know,
but we'll find another, and Koda will be safe. That's
what matters most. The next morning, they set out, with
Coda snuggled securely against Asha's chest. Caboda led them deeper
into the dense forest, keeping a watchful eye for any
sign of the humans. After a few hours of trekking,
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they came across a small clearing that seemed like a
good spot to set up a new temporary home. This
looks promising, Caboda said, surveying the area, lots of cover,
away from any trails the humans might use. We can
build a shelter here and hunker down for a while.
Asha nodded in agreement, rocking Coda as he fussed, all right,
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let's get started.
Speaker 2 (21:28):
Then.
Speaker 1 (21:28):
The sooner we get settled, the better I'll feel. They
worked quickly to construct a simple, lean to structure using branches, leaves,
and whatever they found in the clearing. Though not the
most sturdy or weatherproof shelter. It would have to do
for now. As the sun set, they huddled inside, Coda
nestled warmly between them. There that should do it, Caboda said,
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giving the structure a pat. It's not much, but it'll
keep the rain off at least. Asha nodded, running a
hand over Coda's soft hair. It's perfect. I just hope
it keeps us hidden from the humans. Caboda drew closer,
wrapping a comforting arm around her. Don't worry. We're well
off the trails now. I don't think they'll find us here.
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They settled in for the night, Coda snoozing peacefully while
Asha and Caboda kept watch.
Speaker 2 (22:18):
But as they drifted.
Speaker 1 (22:19):
Off, a sudden, bone chilling howl pierced the silence of
the forest. Asha stiffened, eyes going wide. What was that,
Caboda tensed, listening intently. I don't know, but it didn't
sound good. He paused, then let out a series of low,
rumbling grunts, a warning call to any threats in the area.
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They waited, straining their ears for any other sounds. After
a few tense moments, another howl echoed through the trees,
closer this time, Caboda responded with more grunts, deeper and
more insistent. Asha huddled closer to Coda, heart pounding, Caboda,
what is it? What's out there? I'm not sure, but
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whatever it is, it's getting closer. Stay close to me
and keep quiet. They fell silent, listening as the forest
seemed to come alive around them. Twigs snapped, leaves rustled,
and a strange, guttural growling reached their ears. Caboda's grunts
grew louder, more desperate as he tried to ward off
the unseen threat. Suddenly, a towering, shadowy figure loomed at
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the edge of their little shelter. Asha stifled a gasp,
clutching Coda. Caboda rose to his feet, letting out a
series of deep, booming barks, a clear warning for the
intruder to back off. The figure paused, then let out
a bone chilling scream that made Asha's blood run cold.
It was a primal, animalistic sound, full of raw power
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and aggression. Caboda responded with a series of thunderous mouth pops,
like a bat striking a tree, hoping to intimidate the
larger sasquatch.
Speaker 2 (23:59):
For a moment, the.
Speaker 1 (24:00):
Two giants stared each other down, then with a final
earth shaking roar, the figure retreated back into the darkness
of the forest. Asha let out a shaky breath, heart
racing Caboda.
Speaker 2 (24:13):
What was that?
Speaker 1 (24:15):
Caboda remained tense, eyes scanning the tree line. I think,
I think it was the rogue, the one we've been
hearing about. For the first time, he spoke his name
at a Noah, the Cherokee word for war. Asha's eyes
widened in fear at of Noah. But why would he
come so close to our shelter. He's never done that before.
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Caboda shook his head slowly. I don't know, but I'm
sure it has something to do with Coda. Either way,
we need to be careful from now on. He's dangerous
and he's not afraid to come after us. They huddled
in the small shelter, Coda whimpering softly in Asha's arms.
The rest of the night passed intense silence, with both
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Asha and Caboda keeping vid alert for any sign of
the rogue's return. As the first rays of dawn filtered
through the trees, Caboda finally relaxed a bit, letting out
a heavy sigh. I think it's gone for now, but
we need to find a more secure place to stay,
something that can better protect us. Asha nodded, rocking. Coda agreed.
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The sooner we can get moved, the better. I don't
want to risk Coda's safety. They quickly packed up what
little they had and set out, Caboda leading the way
deeper into the forest. The going was slow, with Asha
having to carry Coda and Caboda constantly on the lookout
for any sign of adinoa. After several hours of trekking,
they came across a small cave partially hidden by a
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tangle of fallen trees and overgrown vegetation. Caboda paused, studying
it closely. This could work. He ran a hand along
the rough stone. Its secluded and the entrance is well hidden.
We should be able to fortify it and make it
a decent shelter. Asha appeared inside, Coda still cradled against
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her chest. It does seem promising, and if that rogue
comes back, at least we'll have some protection. Caboda nodded, exactly,
let's get started. The sooner we get settled, the better
I'll feel. They spent the rest of the day working
to clear out the cave and reinforce the entrance. Caboda
gathered large branches and sturdy logs to create a makeshift barricade,
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while Asha gathered soft bedding materials and arranged a cozy
nest for Coda. By nightfall, they had a relatively secure
and comfortable shelter to call home. As they settled in
for the evening, Caboda kept an eye on the forest
around them. I haven't heard any sign of Ataoa since
last night. Hopefully he's moved on, Asha nodded, gently, stroking
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Coda's hair.
Speaker 2 (26:50):
Let's hope so.
Speaker 1 (26:52):
I don't think I could handle another confrontation like that.
Caboda reached out and squeezed her hand.
Speaker 2 (26:58):
Don't worry.
Speaker 1 (26:59):
I won't let anything happened to you or Coda. I'll
keep us safe, I promise. They fell into a light sleep,
Caboda waking periodically to check the perimeter, But just as
the first hints of dawn peeked over the horizon, a
howl shattered the stillness of the forest. Chapter three Tension.
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Cabodah's eyes snapped open and he bolted upright, a low,
rumbling growl building in his chest. Asha sat up as well,
clutching Coda. He's back, Cabodah whispered, already moving to reinforce
the cave's entrance. Stay inside, keep quiet. Asha nodded, her
heart pounding in her chest. She huddled deeper into the cave,
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shielding Coda with her body. As Caboda went to work,
the howling grew closer, accompanied by the snapping of branches
and the rustling of leaves. Cabodah braced himself, ready to
defend his family at all costs. Suddenly, a massive figure
emerged from the trees towering over the makeshift barricade.
Speaker 2 (28:00):
Caboda let out.
Speaker 1 (28:01):
A series of thunderous barks, his deep booming voice echoing
through the forest. Ata Noah paused, then unleashed an earth
shaking roar in response. It was a sound that seemed
to vibrate through Asha's very bones, and she had to
fight the urge to leave the safety of the cave
to join Koboda to defend their new found home. Caboda
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answered with more barks, his own voice rising in volume
and intensity. The two Sasquatches stared each other down, the
tension thick enough to cut with a knife. For a
moment it seemed like they might come to blows, but
then out of Noah let out a final guttural growl
and turned, disappearing back into the trees. Kaboda waited listening intently,
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before finally relaxing his stance. He hurried back to the cave,
checking on Asha and Coda. Are you both all right?
He asked, his voice tinged with concern. Asha nodded, still trembling. Yes,
we're fine, But Kboda, he is so much bigger than you.
I'm scared for us.
Speaker 2 (29:05):
For Coda.
Speaker 1 (29:06):
Caboda reached out and pulled her into an embrace. I know,
I know, but I won't let him hurt us. I
promise we're safe here in this cave. That rogue won't
be able to get to us. Asha buried her face
in his chest, taking comfort in his warmth and strength.
I hope you're right. I don't know what i'd do
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if something happened to you or Coda. They stayed like
that for a while, Koboda gently soothing Asha's fears. Finally,
as the sun began to rise, they settled back down.
Coda nestled safely between them. The next few days passed
in relative peace, with no sign of the rogue. Kboda
used the time to keep fortifying their new home, reinforcing
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the entrance and gathering supplies. Asha meanwhile focused on caring
for Coda and keeping him warm and safe. She was
relieved to be in the more secure cave, away from
the prying eyes of the humans. Stay tuned for more
Backwoods Bigfoot stories. We'll be back after these messages. One evening,
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as they huddled, Koboda turned to Asha a serious expression
on his face. Asha, I think we need to start
thinking about what we're going to do if that rogue
comes back. We can't rely on this cave to protect
us forever. Asha looked up.
Speaker 2 (30:25):
What do you mean?
Speaker 1 (30:26):
Where else could we go? Caboda sighed, running a hand
through his thick hair. I'm not sure, but we need
to be prepared. He's dangerous and it's clear he's not
going to leave us alone. Asha glanced down at Coda,
snuggled against her chest, fast asleep. I don't want to
have to move again. Coda is still so young, and
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I'm worried about exposing him to more danger. Caboda reached
out and gently squeezed her hand. I know, but we
have to do what's best for him and for all
of us. If that rogue comes back and we can't
defend ourselves here, we may have no choice but to
keep moving. Asha nodded slowly, her heart heavy. All right,
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I'll think about what to do where we could go,
But Caboda promise me you'll do everything you can to
keep us safe here. Caboda met her gaze, his expression resolute.
I promise Asha, I'll fight him with everything I have
if I have to. I won't let him hurt you
or Coda. No matter what. Asha felt hope in the
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midst of her fear. Caboda was her rock, her protector,
and she knew he would do whatever it took to
keep their family safe. Chapter four Fight. As the days passed,
Asha and Caboda continued to fortify their cave, stockpiling supplies
and keeping a constant watch for any sign of the
rogue menace.
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But the relative piece shattered.
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One rainy night, when the unmistakable howl of the rogue
echoed through the forest. Caboda got to his feet in
an instant, his body tense and ready to defend. Asha
clutched Coda, her heart pounding in her chest. The howling
neared with crashing branches and rumbling growls. Caboda responded with
a series of mouthpops, the sound thundering through the cave. Suddenly,
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a massive silhouette appeared near the entrance, barely visible through
the driving rain.
Speaker 2 (32:20):
Caboda roared, his voice directed at the threat.
Speaker 1 (32:23):
Adaoah paused, then unleashed a scream of his own that
Asha could feel in her chest. She could see it now,
the towering, hulking form of the massive sasquatch. Caboda made
more mouthpops, trying to intimidate the larger creature, to make
it back down without a fight. But Ada Noah was undeterred.
He took a step forward, filling the entrance to the cave.
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Asha pressed herself and Coda as far back as she could,
her emotions a mixed anger and terror in equal measure.
Caboda would fight to the death if necessary. He was
younger and nimbler than the rogue, but the sheer size
and power of the creature was daunting. He'd hoped to
drive him off without violence. Caboda stepped forward out of
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the cave and into the open, meeting Adahoah's glare head
on his heart pounded as he sized up his opponent.
Adaoah was larger, older, and scarred from many battles. Dark
stains from past conflicts streaked his thick, matted hair, and
his eyes glinted with feral determination. Caboda stood his ground,
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puffing up his chest, resonating.
Speaker 2 (33:29):
A deep growl. Throughout the clearing.
Speaker 1 (33:31):
He began the mouth pops and guttural sounds meant to
warn intruders, signaling his claim to the territory, but Adaoah
seemed unfazed, his expression unmoved, his stance steady. As he
took another step forward, Caboda felt the weight of the
rogue's gaze, a silent but potent threat. With a roar,
Adaoah charged his massive form, shaking the ground with every step.
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Caboda braced himself, muscles coiled like springs. As the rogue
thundered forward, the gap between them vanished in an instant.
Caboda twisted at the last second, narrowly dodging the powerful
swipe of Adinoah's arm, but the rogue's momentum clipped him.
The impact was like a battering ram, sending him skidding backward.
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Caboda grunted. The pain sharp and immediate, but he steadied himself.
His chest heaved as he locked eyes with Adinoa, who
growled low, baring jagged teeth. The rogue didn't wait. He
lunged again. Relentless. Caboda surged forward to meet him, his
fist driving into Adinoa's ribs with a dull thud. The
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rogue grunted but barely faltered, retaliating with a backhanded strike
that sent Caboda sprawling to the ground. Rolling with the blow,
Caboda scrambled to his feet, his vision swimming. He shook
his head, forcing the dizziness aside and focused on Adinoa's
advancing form. Each step was deliberate, heavy, brimming with menace.
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Caboda's mind and raced. He couldn't match Adaoah's brute strength.
He had to be faster, sharper. When Adaoah's massive arm
rose for another strike, Caboda feigned retreat, luring the rogue closer.
At the last moment, he ducked low and surged forward,
tackling Adaanoah's waist. The impact drove them both to the
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ground with a thunderous crash. Caboda clung to the rogue,
delivering rapid, calculated punches to his rib cage. Atanoah roared,
thrashing violently, his claws, slicing deep into Caboda's side. Warm
blood trickled down Caboda's ribs, but he gritted his teeth
and held on. Atanoah twisted with terrifying strength, throwing Caboda
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off like a rag doll. Both scrambled to their feet,
battered and bloodied. Caboda's side throbbed, the pain pulling at
the edges of his focus, but he forced it down.
He couldn't afford to falter, not now. The rogue let
out another deafening roar and charged again. Caboda sidestepped his claws,
catching Ada Noah's arm with a sharp twist, he wrenched
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it behind the rogue's back. A sickening pop echoed as
the joint strained under Caboda's grip. Outa Noah howled, But
before Caboda could press his advantage, the rogue's free arm
swung like a sledgehammer, slamming into Caboda's jaw. Caboda stumbled,
the world spinning, His knees buckled, and for a fleeting moment,
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darkness threatened to overtake him, but he fought through it,
shaking his head to clear his vision. Ata Noah loomed
above him, his fiery gaze promising death. Caboda barely dodged
the next strike, the rogue's fist grazing his shoulder as
it crashed into the ground with enough force to send
dirt flying. Breathing hard, Caboda noted the hitch in Ada
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Noah's step, a slight limp the rogue was wearing down.
Summoning what strength he had left, Caboda faked left, then
darted right, his foot connecting hard with Ada Nooah's injured leg.
The rogue stumbled, his balance wavering. Caboda lunged, claws raking
across Adaanoah's face. Blood streaked down the rogue's cheek as
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he roared in pain, but Caboda pressed on. He drove
his fist into Adinoah's abdomen, the blow forcing the air
from the rogue's lungs. As Adaoah doubled over, Caboda gripped
his arm and twisted with all his might. The bone
snapped with a sharp, gut turning crack, and Adaanoah's howl
of agony echoed through the forest. For a moment, Cabota
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thought it was over. Adanoah sagged, blood dripping from countless wounds,
his breaths ragged and shallow, but desperation fueled the rogue.
With a final, enraged snarl, he lashed out with his
uninjured arm. Caboda couldn't dodge in time.
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The rogue's claws tore.
Speaker 1 (37:50):
Across his chest, leaving deep, jagged gashes. Caboda staggered, clutching
the wound as warm blood seeped between his fingers. Strength
was nearly gone, his body battered and raw, but he
refused to fall. Standing tall, Caboda growled low and steady,
a primal warning that echoed in the tense silence. Auta
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Noah hesitated, trembling from exhaustion and pain, his body quivering
with the effort to stay upright. Finally, with a defeated snarl,
the rogue turned and limped away, his massive form retreating
into the shadowy depths of the forest. Caboda watched him disappear,
his own body swaying with fatigue. Relief washed over him
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as the rogue silhouette vanished the sound of labored breathing
fading into silence. The fight was over for now. Caboda
stood there a moment, chest heaving, aching. He felt the
sting of his injuries, blood trickling down his hair, but
he was alive. More importantly, his family was safe. With
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a final weary glance at the forest, Caboda turned and
made his way back to the cave, his steps slow
and heavy, each a reminder of the cost of the
battle he had just won. Caboda staggered back into the cave,
his broad shoulders heaving with every labored breath.
Speaker 2 (39:11):
He dropped to his.
Speaker 1 (39:12):
Knees, trying to slow his heart rate. Asha and Coda
watched him, their eyes wide with concern. His thick hair
was matted with streaks of dark blood, some of it
his own, some of it out of Noah's. Caboda's right
shoulder had taken a beating, and his left forearm bore
deep gashes. Pain jolted through his body with every step,
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but his gaze softened when he saw Asha and Coda,
his family safe. That was all that mattered. Asha took
a tentative step forward, reaching out to touch the deep
scratch along his rib cage. You're hurt, she whispered. Caboda
grunted in response, nodding slowly. It'll heal in time, he said,
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but he knew the bruising and torn flesh would take days, weeks,
or maybe months to fully mend. For now, he just
wanted to rest. He needed to be at his best
if Adaoah returned, though something in him doubted the old
rogue would dare to. Chapter five Recovery. Kboda spent the
weeks that followed recovering in the cave, his wound scabbing
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over as he regained his strength. Asha stayed close, tending
to him and Coda, and occasionally leaving to search for berries, fish,
and edible roots. They would eventually need to hunt larger prey,
but for now, Caboda was grateful to have Asha at
his side. One evening, Caboda stretched out his stiff limbs.
The scabs had tightened over his wounds, tugging at his skin,
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but the pain was becoming bearable. He felt the urge
to leave the cave, to move again, even if only
to test his strength. He looked at Asha, who had
sensed his restlessness, and she gave a slight nod as
if to say, I'm with you. We'll go together, he said,
his voice softened with gratitude.
Speaker 2 (41:02):
The three of us.
Speaker 1 (41:04):
Asha smiled and eased Coda onto her back. The little
one clung to her hair, his tiny hands gripping with
surprising strength as he nestled between.
Speaker 2 (41:13):
Her shoulder blades.
Speaker 1 (41:15):
They set off into the forest, Koboda moving cautiously, not
wanting to overextend himself, while Asha stayed close, occasionally glancing
over her shoulder to ensure Caboda was keeping up. As
they ventured deeper into the forest, Koboda scanned the surroundings,
mentally marking signs of animal trails, listening for any distant
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noises that might betray the presence of deer. The quiet
rustling of leaves and the occasional bird song calmed him,
grounding him after the chaos of the recent fight. The
scent of deer eventually reached his nostrils, and he motioned
for Asha to follow as he led them to a
small clearing where he had noticed deer tracks before. Kaboda
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and Asha worked together, setting up a simple trap that
used the natural layout of the four forest. They found
a narrow area bordered by a fallen log and thick underbrush,
perfect for funneling any passing deer into a confined space.
Caboda then circled wide around the clearing, using his presence
to subtenly drive the deer toward Asha. She moved in stealthily,
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positioning herself along the trap's edge. Soon, a small deer
trotted into the confined space, Startled by the sudden presence
of the massive creatures. Kaboda lunged his powerful arms, encircling
the deer's neck, and in one swift motion, he twisted,
breaking its neck quickly to minimize its suffering. It was
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a clean catch, and the family would eat well. That night,
They hauled their prize back to the cave, Coda babbling
in delight at the feast. Asha looked at Kaboda, her
eyes filled with pride. You're healing well, she said, softly,
and still as strong as ever. Caboda chuckled, though he
winced as he laughed with you and Coda, I have
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no choice but to be strong. Days passed and the
forest returned to its familiar rhythm. Kaboda's wounds continued to heal,
and the knights felt peaceful.
Speaker 2 (43:10):
Once more.
Speaker 1 (43:12):
He heard the distant cries of Atanoah less frequently now,
though still out there, The old Sasquatch posed no immediate threat. Life,
it seemed, was returning to normal, or as close to
it as possible in the wild forest. But one morning,
Kbodah picked up a scent that tensed his muscles, faint
but unmistakable the smell of humans. He gestured to Asha, who,
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sensing his unease, quieted Coda. Together they crept to the
edge of the forest, where they saw faint shadows moving
between the trees and the distance. Unlike the loggers who
had disturbed them in the past, these humans moved more
deliberately and without the usual machinery. A distant, rhythmic thudding
echoed through the trees. Kabodah's eyes narrowed as he tried
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to make sense of the strange noise. The humans seemed
to be hitting trees with some sort of club, mimicking
the mouth pops that he and other Sasquatches used for
communication and territory.
Speaker 2 (44:08):
Marking.
Speaker 1 (44:09):
The sound, though clumsy, set Koboda's nerves on edge. These
humans they're looking for us, Asha whispered, barely audible. Caboda nodded,
grimly signaling for her to stay low. He couldn't understand
why these humans would try to imitate their sounds unless
they had a purpose. A creeping sense of dread settled
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over him. If they had come looking for sasquatches specifically,
it meant they knew more than Caboda had thought possible,
and it could mean trouble for him and his family.
They retreated into the cave, lying low and watching from
a safe distance as the humans moved deeper into the forest.
For hours, the rhythmic knocking continued, each sound reverberating through
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the trees. Occasionally, Caboda could hear faint voices among the humans,
though he couldn't understand their words. They checked behind trees
and watched the ground, as if tracking something. Stay tuned
for more Backwoods Bigfoot stories.
Speaker 2 (45:07):
We'll be back after these messages.
Speaker 1 (45:11):
Days passed, and though the humans retreated at daybreak, they
returned each night, systematically moving through different sections of the forest,
their calls and noises filling the air. Kbodah's patience thinned,
but he knew better than to act rashly. One wrong
move could reveal their presence. Asha Ever, the quiet observer
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collected leaves and branches to disguise the entrance of their cave.
Kboda helped layering moss and twigs, working together in silence
to insure their home remained hidden. As the days went by,
they felt more concealed, though the presence of the humans
still weighed on them. Coda, though still young, seemed to
understand the need for silence, mimicking his parents as they
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stayed close and quiet. Cabodah's heart swelled with pride at
his son's adaptability, but he worried about what these humans
might bring if they ever stumbled upon their hidden family.
One evening, as the humans packed up their gear to
leave for the day, Kaboda noticed a small group lingering
longer than the others. These few seemed particularly intent, shining
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flashlights into the trees and tying bright orange ribbons to branches,
marking the path back to their camp. They must have
intended to return to that very spot, maybe to investigate further,
or worse, to set a trap. Kaboda knew they couldn't
stay hidden forever. Keeping his family safe might mean finding
a new hiding place, at least until the humans left
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for good. But moving now with Asha and Young.
Speaker 2 (46:41):
Koda would be risky.
Speaker 1 (46:43):
For now, they would have to remain vigilant, their senses
a tuned to every sound, every scent, and every movement
in the forest. Though the human's presence weighed on them,
Kaboda and Asha resolved to stay close to the cave,
only venturing out at dawn and dusk to hunt and gather,
always careful to avoid leaving any traces of their existence.
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Their life had changed, but together they would adapt as
they always had. The months passed with the silent tension
of a family bound together, yet wary of the shadows
that lingered at the edges of their world. Chapter six Decisions.
Kaboda and Asha knew it was only a matter of
time before Adinoa returned, or worse, that the humans came back,
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more determined and organized. They had sheltered, healed, and hunted quietly,
always vigilant, but a gnawing sense of vulnerability persisted. Caboda
could feel the threats to their family growing. For days,
the two had talked late into the night, huddled in
the quiet security of their cave, discussing their options. They
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could stay, risking confrontation with Adinoa or human encroachment, or
they could venture out, joining a clan they'd seen only
a few times over the years, but knew well enough
to trust. Ultimately, they came to a shared understanding. For
Koda's safety and their own peace, they would need the
strength and numbers that a larger family could offer. Kaboda
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and Asha soon decided to reach out to this nearby clan.
This other group, which they had often seen traveling the
edges of their territory, was likely foraging farther north in
the Olympic Peninsula, near the densely wooded hills and hidden
valleys that had always provided ample cover and food sources.
The Hoe Clan, as they called themselves, was known for
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their resilience and cohesion, A bonded family that had long
adapted to life in the lush forests of the peninsula.
The Hoe Clan was led by two older Sasquatches, Omaki
and Tarran, who had guided their family through many seasons
of upheaval and adaptation. The rest of the clan consisted
of younger Sasquatches, Terran's two grown sons, Eric and Varro,
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and three juveniles siblings who had come to live with
the Hoe Clan after illness claimed their parents. These young
ones barely old enough to roam far on their own,
were named Micah, Rila, and Paca. Together they formed a
tight knit group that rarely ventured beyond the protection of
the elder pair. It was late afternoon when Kaboda and
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Asha decided to make the journey to the area where
they suspected the Hoe clan would be foraging. They moved
with care, carrying Coda on Asha's back, each step purposeful
and quiet, conscious that they were approaching the clan's territory
and needed to be respectful. The forest was dense, the
underbrush soft and thick beneath their feet, muffling their steps.
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Birds flitted above, darting between branches, and the sun shined
through the canopy and cast dappled light across the forest floor.
It was a calmon contrast to the days of tension
they'd endured. As they neared the boundary where they had
last seen traces of the Hoe clan, Koboda paused, signaling
to Asha. He let out a low, steady rumble, a
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vocalization that signaled a peaceful approach, one meant to communicate
that they came in friendship. They waited, the forest silent
except for the rustling leaves, until a shadowed figure finally
emerged from behind a towering cedar. It was Omaki, the
clan matriarch, her tall, weathered frame moving with an easy grace.
Speaker 2 (50:20):
That belied her years.
Speaker 1 (50:22):
Her hair was a mix of deep brown and silver,
the markings around her face and chest tinged with the
gray that came with age. She surveyed Koboda and Asha
with a calm but discerning gaze, assessing their intent in
the way only an experienced elder could greeting's Kaboda Asha.
Omaki's voice was low, nearly a whisper, carrying a tone
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of curiosity. We've seen you before at a distance, but
now you come closer. Koboda stepped forward, respectfully, lowering his
gaze as a sign of deference. We seek your counsel, Omachi,
he replied. Family is small and the times are growing uncertain.
We faced dangers both from humans and from others of
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our kind. We hope that perhaps we could discuss joining
your clan for the safety of all. Omaki studied them
for a long moment before gesturing for them to follow.
Speaker 2 (51:19):
Come, we will.
Speaker 1 (51:20):
Speak with Tarran and the others. They followed. Omachi through
the underbrush to a secluded hollow surrounded by towering ferns
and fallen logs, where the rest of the Hoe clan
was gathered. Arran, the clan's patriarch, stood up.
Speaker 2 (51:33):
As they approached.
Speaker 1 (51:34):
He was a formidable presence, taller than Omaki, with thick
auburn hair and a piercing gaze that spoke of a
life shaped by the wild. Though his movements were slower
than they had once been, the strength in his stance
was unmistakable. Beside Tarran stood his two sons, Eric and Varro.
Both had inherited their father's build and presence, though they
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carried themselves.
Speaker 2 (51:57):
In distinct ways.
Speaker 1 (51:59):
Eric, the elder of the two, was a broad shouldered,
contemplative Sasquatch with a keen eye for observation. He rarely spoke,
preferring to let his actions communicate for him. Varro, the
younger sibling, was leaner, quicker, and known for his curiosity.
His gaze was sharp and constantly shifting, as if he
were cataloging every detail of the world around him. At
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the edge of the hollow, the three juveniles, Micah, Rila
and Paka watched Koboda and Asha with wide eyed curiosity. Micah,
the oldest of the trio, had a protective air about her,
watching over her younger siblings with a maturity that belied
her age. Riyla, the middle child, was more timid, hiding
behind her sister, while Paca, the youngest, couldn't resist inching forward,
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his small form quivering with barely contained excitement. After Caboda
and Asha explained their circumstances, Tarren nodded thoughtfully.
Speaker 2 (52:55):
The forest has changed.
Speaker 1 (52:57):
Since we were young, he said, his voice a deep rumble.
Humans press farther into these woods each year, and we've
encountered others like Adinoah, desperate and dangerous. Omaki looked at Asha,
her gaze softening. We know the need to protect the young,
she said, gently, nodding toward Coda, who was peeking over
Asha's shoulder with wide curious eyes. Caboda met Tern's gaze.
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We only ask for safety, he said. We would do
whatever is necessary to contribute. We bring our skills, and
we are willing to defend the clan as fiercely as
our own family. Eric, who had kept silent throughout, spoke up,
his deep voice measured we could benefit from extra eyes
and hands, he acknowledged. Adaoah is a familiar name to us.
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He was once part of a distant clan to the south,
but his temper and aggression drove him into exile.
Speaker 2 (53:51):
I do not doubt he.
Speaker 1 (53:52):
Will return one day. Varro, ever observant, nodded, and the humans,
they seem to learn more each season. They have grown bolder,
finding ways to mimic our sounds, leaving marks and places
we once considered safe. His voice trailed off, and he
glanced toward the forest, as if expecting to see a
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human emerge from the shadows. The clan conferred among themselves,
and after a brief discussion, Omaki turned back to Koboda
and Asha, you may join us, she said with a
soft smile, But know that our way is one of
unity and shared responsibility. We protect each other and we
look out for each other's young. Kaboda felt a surge
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of relief and gratitude. Thank you, he said, earnestly, nodding
to each member of the Hoe clan. He could see
the warmth in Asha's expression as well, and Coda, sensing
the change in the atmosphere, let out a happy coup.
Speaker 2 (55:02):
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together and begin born wild Coda's odyssey Genesis. Spring had
always been a time of renewal in the Olympic Peninsula,
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But this year the air felt different. Asha could sense it,
a subtle but undeniable shift that pulsed through the forest
like a slow, creeping shadow. The season's arrival wasn't marked
by just the usual signs, the thawing earth, budding trees,
and the nighttime chorus of frogs. This was something more profound,
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a weight that hung on the wind and wove through
the underbrush. It sent shivers down her spine and heightened
every since, as if the world itself was holding its breath.
She felt it in her bones as surely as the
new life growing inside her. Asha, with her thick, tawny
hair and wise, silver flecked eyes, had experienced many springs
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in her life, but none had ever carried such weight.
This season, she would bring her child into the world.
She had known for some time now from the way
her belly had grown heavy, and Caboda had begun watching
her with that protective anxious look in his eyes. Her mate,
strong and silent as always, had grown restless, constantly scanning
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the horizon for any sign of danger. But the danger
wasn't just the rogue sasquatch that roamed the Northern Ridges,
though he posed a threat to be sure, it was
the humans. They grew closer, encroaching on their home, their forest,
with each passing day. Caboda stood at the edge of
the clearing, his broad shoulders tents as he listened to
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the distant machines, human machines. His hair, the color of
rich forest soil, seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding trees.
From afar, he could have passed for one of the
towering ancient cedars, a figure carved from the wilderness itself.
But up close, Asha caught the truth. His eyes burned
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with tension, and his muscles coiled beneath his thick, untamed hair,
vibrating with a there are all restless energy that betrayed
his unease. They're getting bolder, he mumbled, his voice low
and gravelly. I saw their fires last night, closer than
they've ever been. We may not have much time before
they find us. Asha sat beside him, her hand resting
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on her swollen belly, feeling the life stir within. We'll
find a way, she said, softly, though uncertainly weighed on
her heart. We always do. But even as she said
the words, she wasn't sure she believed them. The humans
were relentless. They came in greater numbers each year, pushing
deeper into the forest with their strange tools and loud machines,
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tearing down trees that had stood for centuries. They were careless,
trampling the land as if it were theirs to claim.
Asha had seen them up close once years ago, when
she had ventured too close to one of their camps.
Though smaller than her kind, something terrified her about their
numbers and the strange, hard objects they carried, tools that
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could rip through the forest with ease, as though nature
itself bent to their will. They're close, Caboda continued, his
eyes narrowing as he sniffed the air too close. Asha
followed his gaze to the horizon, where the trees thinned
out into open land. She could almost smell the smoke
from the human fires, the acrid scent of burning wood
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mixing with the sweet fragrance of pine needles and moss.
That smell always made her uneasy. The humans didn't belong here.
They didn't respect the land the way her kind did.
They took and took, never giving anything back. They won't stop,
she said, almost to herself, not until they've taken everything.
Caboda growled low in his throat, a sound of frustration
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and helplessness. Then we need to prepare. Asha knew he
was right. With the humans closing in and the baby's
birth approaching, they needed to find a safe place, a
hidden place where she could bring their child into the
world without fear of discovery. It wasn't just a matter
of comfort, it was survival. The humans were a threat,
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but so was the forest itself. Dangers for a newborn
filled the world, from predators that stalked in the underbrush
to weather that could turn from drizzle to torrential storms
within hours. After days of searching the forest, venturing ever
deeper into the heart of their territory in search of
a safe haven, at last they found it. A secluded
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grove tucked away within a dense stand of ancient cedars,
offering the shelter they desperately needed. The trunks of the
massive trees stretched wide enough to hide a family of
sasquatches from view, their branches forming a dense canopy that
shielded the ground from the harsh elements. Scents of pine
and damp earth thickened the air, and a nearby stream
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trickled through the silence, offering both fresh water and a
natural barrier between them and any approaching danger. This will do,
Caboda said, his voice thick with determination. The two got
straight to work, gathering materials for a nest to cradle
Asha and their unborn child. Asha's movements had slowed the
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weight of the pregnancy, making every step more laborious, but
she refused to let Kaboda do all the work. She
wove together long, flexible branches, creating a sturdy foundation, while
Caboda gathered piles of soft moss and leaves to line
the inside. They worked side by side, as always, their
hands moving in rhythm with the forest around them. Asha
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took her time selecting the softest moss, pressing it into
the base of the nest until it formed a thick,
cushiony bed. It needed to be perfect, strong enough to
support her weight during the birth, but soft enough to
protect the delicate form of their child. When the time came,
Kaboda used his powerful arms to gather animal hides they
had saved from past hunts, draping them over the nest
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to provide warmth and shelter from the cool spring nights.
As they were Asha felt a flutter in her belly,
a reminder of the life growing inside her. The baby
was strong, she could feel it in the way he
kicked and shifted, already testing his strength against the confines
of her body. A smile tugged at her lips despite
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the exhaustion. This child would be special. It's almost ready,
Caboda said, standing back to admire their work. Just a
few more branches to cover the top. Asha nodded, her
hand resting on her belly. We'll be safe here, she
said softly, at least for a while, But even as
she spoke the words, she couldn't shake the feeling that
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safety was fleeting. The humans were relentless, always pushing forward,
always expanding, and the other danger, the one that stalked
the shadows of their territory. No one ever spoke his
name aloud, but everyone knew.
Speaker 2 (10:52):
Who he was.
Speaker 1 (10:53):
The rogue Sasquatch, a giant among giants even larger than Caboda,
with a temper as wild as the storms that swept
through the mountains. He had no clan, no family. He
lived alone, a creature of pure instinct and rage. The
stories about him were dark and terrifying, passed down from parents,
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whispered in the darkness by the older Sasquatch who had
seen him and survived. Legend said the rogue had once
been in a clan long ago, but was cast out
for reasons no one could fully explain. Some said he
had killed his own kin in a.
Speaker 2 (11:28):
Fit of rage.
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Others claimed he had simply grown too wild, too dangerous,
even for his own kind. Most believed he had killed
many hikers on the Appalachian Trail who dared to venture
too far into the backcountry near his old clan's territory.
Whatever the truth, he was an unsettling presence, a relentless threat,
woven into the fabric of the forest, unseen yet impossible
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to ignore, pressing at the periphery of awareness like the
weight of an impending storm. Asha had never seen himself,
but Kboda had once, many years ago, before they had
become mates. He didn't talk about it much, but she
knew the encounter had left a deep impression on it.
I saw him near the northern Ridge, Caboda had told
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her one night by the fire. His voice had been low,
almost a whisper, as if speaking of the rogue would
summon him from the shadows. He was huge, bigger than
any of us. His hair was dark, almost black, and
his eyes they were wild, like nothing I've ever seen.
He wasn't like us, Aasha, he was something else. Asha
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had shivered at the memory of Kboda's words. They could
not ignore the danger of the rogue, especially now with
the baby on the way. They would need to stay alert,
always on guard in case he wandered too close to
their territory. But for now they focused on the nest.
On the birth part one, Chapter one, Asha went into
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labor on a calm, clear night. The sky above the
canopy was a deep, velvety black, dotted with stars that
twinkled faintly through the gaps in the trees. The air
cool but not cold. It should have been a peaceful night,
a night for resting and gathering strength. Instead, pain racked
Asha's body. It started slowly, a dull ache deep in
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her belly that made her shift uncomfortably in the nest.
Caboda stood beside her, his large frame casting a protective
shadow over the entrance to their shelter. He had been
restless all day, sinsing the time was near, and now
that it had come, his eyes were sharp with concern.
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Asha.
Speaker 1 (13:44):
His voice was gentle, but had an edge to it,
a quiet urgency.
Speaker 2 (13:49):
Is it time?
Speaker 1 (13:50):
Asha nodded, unable to speak as another wave of pain
rolled through her. She gripped the edge of the nest,
her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The baby was coming,
she could feel it, the pressure building inside her, her
body instinctively preparing for the birth. Kbodah knelt beside her,
his hand resting on her shoulder, offering her what comfort
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he could. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. The hours
that followed were a blur of pain and effort, her
body straining with the intensity of the labor. Each contraction
seemed to tear through her like fire, but Asha remained focused,
her mind fixed on the life she was about to
bring into the world. She could feel the baby moving
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inside her, shifting lower, ready to emerge. Kaboda stayed by
her side the entire time, his presence a steady, grounding
force as she fought through the pain. He wiped the
sweat from her brow with a cool clump of moss,
his deep voice whispering words of encouragement as the night
dragged on. You're strong, Asha, he whispered, you can do this,
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You're almost there. Finally, after what felt like an a eternity,
the baby came with one last agonizing push. Asha felt
the release of pressure as the child slid from her
body into the world. Stay tuned for more Backwoods big
Foot stories. We'll be back after these messages. The first
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sound to fill the air was a tiny, sharp cry,
a cry that sent a wave of relief and joy
through her, even as her body trembled with exhaustion.
Speaker 2 (15:26):
Caboda caught the.
Speaker 1 (15:26):
Newborn in his large hands, his face filled with awe
and wonder as he looked down at their son. He
was small, covered in soft, dark hair, his eyes wide
and blinking as he took in his first breaths of
the world outside the womb. Coda Asha whispered, her voice
barely a breath. She reached out, and Caboda gently placed
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the baby in her arms, his tiny form warm and
alive against her chest. Our son Asha gazed down at him,
her heart swelling with love and pride. He was perfect,
their Coda, their strong and beautiful boy. But as she
held him close, she felt another sharp pain ripped through
her body, unexpected and wrong. A second baby. Asha gasped,
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her eyes widening in shock as her body convulsed again.
Cabodah's face twisted with concern as he realized what was happening.
A twin they hadn't known, But as the second baby
came into the world, Asha immediately knew something was wrong.
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There was no cry.
Speaker 1 (16:31):
Kboda's face fell as he gently lifted the still silent
form of their daughter. She was small, too small, her
body limp and lifeless in his hands. Asha's heart shattered
as she reached out to touch her daughter's tiny face,
tears spilling down her cheeks. Caboda Her voice broke, thick
with grief. Caboda didn't speak, He couldn't. His face was
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a mask of sorrow as he wrapped their daughter in
soft leaves, his hands try trembling as he prepared her
for burial. Asha watched through a veil of tears as
he carried her out of the nest into the grove
where the ancient cedar trees stood like silent sentinels. They
buried their daughter beneath the largest tree, the earth cool
and damp as Kaboda gently laid her to rest. Asha
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knelt beside the grave, her heart heavy with loss. They
had gained a son, but they had lost a daughter.
The joy and sorrow mingled in a way that left
Asha hollow, like a piece of her soul had been
torn away. We will never forget you, Katya, she whispered,
her hand resting on the freshly turned soil. You will
always be with us. The days after the birth were
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a blur of exhaustion and quiet.
Speaker 2 (17:42):
Morning.
Speaker 1 (17:43):
Asha and Koboda took turns watching over Coda, their grief
for their daughter lingering like a shadow over their small family.
But even in their sorrow, they knew they had to
stay vigilant. The humans were getting closer, and the rogue
still lurked somewhere in the forest. Each day, the sounds
of human activity grew louder, machines tearing through the earth,
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the distant roar of engines, and the sharp crack of
trees being felled. The once quiet forest was now filled
with the noise of human expansion, and it was only
a matter of time before they stumbled upon Asha and
Koboda's nest. They're coming, Caboda said one evening, his voice
heavy with resignation. We need to move. Asha nodded, holding
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Coda close as he slept. They couldn't stay here any longer.
The humans were relentless, and with a newborn to protect,
they couldn't afford to take any chances. But more than
just the humans worried Asha. The rogue Sasquatch was still
out there, somewhere in the shadows, a threat looming over
them like a dark cloud. She had seen signs of him,
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broken branches, disturbed earth, and the unmistakable stench of his presence.
Speaker 2 (18:54):
He was close, too close.
Speaker 1 (18:57):
We'll find a new place, Asha said, though her voice
lacked confidence. Somewhere deeper in the forest, Caboda nodded, worry
etched clearly in his eyes. The forest, once their sanctuary,
no longer offered safety. The humans advanced steadily, and the
rogue posed a threat they couldn't afford to overlook. With
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heavy hearts, they left the grove behind, carrying Coda in
their arms as they ventured deeper into the wilderness. The
forest stretched out before them, vast and untamed, full of
both danger and promise. But Asha knew one thing for certain.
They would do whatever it took to protect their family.
They had survived the loss of their daughter, the encroachment
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of humans, and the impending threat of the rogue. They
would survive whatever came next. They had to Chapter two Growth.
It had been a few days since Asha had given
birth to little Koda. Her newborn was nursing well, and
Asha was recovering quickly, but the human presence was getting
closer and closer to their nets, forcing Asha and Caboda
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to make some tough decisions. We can't stay here anymore,
Caboda said grimly one evening. The humans are getting too close.
We need to move deeper into the forest, find a
new place to make our home. Asha nodded, solemnly, casting
a worried glance down at the sleeping Coda. I was
afraid of this, but you're right. We can't risk them
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finding us here. It's not safe for Coda. Caboda reached
out and caressed Coda's soft hair. Don't worry. We'll find
a good place to go somewhere the humans won't be
able to get to us, He paused, we'll have to
leave first thing in the morning. Asha sighed heavily. All right,
I'll start getting ready. This was such a good home
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for us. Caboda pulled her into a comforting embrace. I know,
but we'll find another, and Koda will be safe. That's
what matters most. The next morning, they set out, with
Coda snuggled securely against Asha's chest. Caboda led them deeper
into the dense forest, keeping a watchful eye for any
sign of the humans. After a few hours of trekking,
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they came across a small clearing that seemed like a
good spot to set up a new temporary home. This
looks promising, Caboda said, surveying the area, lots of cover,
away from any trails the humans might use. We can
build a shelter here and hunker down for a while.
Asha nodded in agreement, rocking Coda as he fussed, all right,
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let's get started.
Speaker 2 (21:28):
Then.
Speaker 1 (21:28):
The sooner we get settled, the better I'll feel. They
worked quickly to construct a simple, lean to structure using branches, leaves,
and whatever they found in the clearing. Though not the
most sturdy or weatherproof shelter. It would have to do
for now. As the sun set, they huddled inside, Coda
nestled warmly between them. There that should do it, Caboda said,
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giving the structure a pat. It's not much, but it'll
keep the rain off at least. Asha nodded, running a
hand over Coda's soft hair. It's perfect. I just hope
it keeps us hidden from the humans. Caboda drew closer,
wrapping a comforting arm around her. Don't worry. We're well
off the trails now. I don't think they'll find us here.
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They settled in for the night, Coda snoozing peacefully while
Asha and Caboda kept watch.
Speaker 2 (22:18):
But as they drifted.
Speaker 1 (22:19):
Off, a sudden, bone chilling howl pierced the silence of
the forest. Asha stiffened, eyes going wide. What was that,
Caboda tensed, listening intently. I don't know, but it didn't
sound good. He paused, then let out a series of low,
rumbling grunts, a warning call to any threats in the area.
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They waited, straining their ears for any other sounds. After
a few tense moments, another howl echoed through the trees,
closer this time, Caboda responded with more grunts, deeper and
more insistent. Asha huddled closer to Coda, heart pounding, Caboda,
what is it? What's out there? I'm not sure, but
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whatever it is, it's getting closer. Stay close to me
and keep quiet. They fell silent, listening as the forest
seemed to come alive around them. Twigs snapped, leaves rustled,
and a strange, guttural growling reached their ears. Caboda's grunts
grew louder, more desperate as he tried to ward off
the unseen threat. Suddenly, a towering, shadowy figure loomed at
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the edge of their little shelter. Asha stifled a gasp,
clutching Coda. Caboda rose to his feet, letting out a
series of deep, booming barks, a clear warning for the
intruder to back off. The figure paused, then let out
a bone chilling scream that made Asha's blood run cold.
It was a primal, animalistic sound, full of raw power
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and aggression. Caboda responded with a series of thunderous mouth pops,
like a bat striking a tree, hoping to intimidate the
larger sasquatch.
Speaker 2 (23:59):
For a moment, the.
Speaker 1 (24:00):
Two giants stared each other down, then with a final
earth shaking roar, the figure retreated back into the darkness
of the forest. Asha let out a shaky breath, heart
racing Caboda.
Speaker 2 (24:13):
What was that?
Speaker 1 (24:15):
Caboda remained tense, eyes scanning the tree line. I think,
I think it was the rogue, the one we've been
hearing about. For the first time, he spoke his name
at a Noah, the Cherokee word for war. Asha's eyes
widened in fear at of Noah. But why would he
come so close to our shelter. He's never done that before.
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Caboda shook his head slowly. I don't know, but I'm
sure it has something to do with Coda. Either way,
we need to be careful from now on. He's dangerous
and he's not afraid to come after us. They huddled
in the small shelter, Coda whimpering softly in Asha's arms.
The rest of the night passed intense silence, with both
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Asha and Caboda keeping vid alert for any sign of
the rogue's return. As the first rays of dawn filtered
through the trees, Caboda finally relaxed a bit, letting out
a heavy sigh. I think it's gone for now, but
we need to find a more secure place to stay,
something that can better protect us. Asha nodded, rocking. Coda agreed.
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The sooner we can get moved, the better. I don't
want to risk Coda's safety. They quickly packed up what
little they had and set out, Caboda leading the way
deeper into the forest. The going was slow, with Asha
having to carry Coda and Caboda constantly on the lookout
for any sign of adinoa. After several hours of trekking,
they came across a small cave partially hidden by a
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tangle of fallen trees and overgrown vegetation. Caboda paused, studying
it closely. This could work. He ran a hand along
the rough stone. Its secluded and the entrance is well hidden.
We should be able to fortify it and make it
a decent shelter. Asha appeared inside, Coda still cradled against
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her chest. It does seem promising, and if that rogue
comes back, at least we'll have some protection. Caboda nodded, exactly,
let's get started. The sooner we get settled, the better
I'll feel. They spent the rest of the day working
to clear out the cave and reinforce the entrance. Caboda
gathered large branches and sturdy logs to create a makeshift barricade,
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while Asha gathered soft bedding materials and arranged a cozy
nest for Coda. By nightfall, they had a relatively secure
and comfortable shelter to call home. As they settled in
for the evening, Caboda kept an eye on the forest
around them. I haven't heard any sign of Ataoa since
last night. Hopefully he's moved on, Asha nodded, gently, stroking
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Coda's hair.
Speaker 2 (26:50):
Let's hope so.
Speaker 1 (26:52):
I don't think I could handle another confrontation like that.
Caboda reached out and squeezed her hand.
Speaker 2 (26:58):
Don't worry.
Speaker 1 (26:59):
I won't let anything happened to you or Coda. I'll
keep us safe, I promise. They fell into a light sleep,
Caboda waking periodically to check the perimeter, But just as
the first hints of dawn peeked over the horizon, a
howl shattered the stillness of the forest. Chapter three Tension.
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Cabodah's eyes snapped open and he bolted upright, a low,
rumbling growl building in his chest. Asha sat up as well,
clutching Coda. He's back, Cabodah whispered, already moving to reinforce
the cave's entrance. Stay inside, keep quiet. Asha nodded, her
heart pounding in her chest. She huddled deeper into the cave,
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shielding Coda with her body. As Caboda went to work,
the howling grew closer, accompanied by the snapping of branches
and the rustling of leaves. Cabodah braced himself, ready to
defend his family at all costs. Suddenly, a massive figure
emerged from the trees towering over the makeshift barricade.
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Caboda let out.
Speaker 1 (28:01):
A series of thunderous barks, his deep booming voice echoing
through the forest. Ata Noah paused, then unleashed an earth
shaking roar in response. It was a sound that seemed
to vibrate through Asha's very bones, and she had to
fight the urge to leave the safety of the cave
to join Koboda to defend their new found home. Caboda
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answered with more barks, his own voice rising in volume
and intensity. The two Sasquatches stared each other down, the
tension thick enough to cut with a knife. For a
moment it seemed like they might come to blows, but
then out of Noah let out a final guttural growl
and turned, disappearing back into the trees. Kaboda waited listening intently,
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before finally relaxing his stance. He hurried back to the cave,
checking on Asha and Coda. Are you both all right?
He asked, his voice tinged with concern. Asha nodded, still trembling. Yes,
we're fine, But Kboda, he is so much bigger than you.
I'm scared for us.
Speaker 2 (29:05):
For Coda.
Speaker 1 (29:06):
Caboda reached out and pulled her into an embrace. I know,
I know, but I won't let him hurt us. I
promise we're safe here in this cave. That rogue won't
be able to get to us. Asha buried her face
in his chest, taking comfort in his warmth and strength.
I hope you're right. I don't know what i'd do
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if something happened to you or Coda. They stayed like
that for a while, Koboda gently soothing Asha's fears. Finally,
as the sun began to rise, they settled back down.
Coda nestled safely between them. The next few days passed
in relative peace, with no sign of the rogue. Kboda
used the time to keep fortifying their new home, reinforcing
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the entrance and gathering supplies. Asha meanwhile focused on caring
for Coda and keeping him warm and safe. She was
relieved to be in the more secure cave, away from
the prying eyes of the humans. Stay tuned for more
Backwoods Bigfoot stories. We'll be back after these messages. One evening,
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as they huddled, Koboda turned to Asha a serious expression
on his face. Asha, I think we need to start
thinking about what we're going to do if that rogue
comes back. We can't rely on this cave to protect
us forever. Asha looked up.
Speaker 2 (30:25):
What do you mean?
Speaker 1 (30:26):
Where else could we go? Caboda sighed, running a hand
through his thick hair. I'm not sure, but we need
to be prepared. He's dangerous and it's clear he's not
going to leave us alone. Asha glanced down at Coda,
snuggled against her chest, fast asleep. I don't want to
have to move again. Coda is still so young, and
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I'm worried about exposing him to more danger. Caboda reached
out and gently squeezed her hand. I know, but we
have to do what's best for him and for all
of us. If that rogue comes back and we can't
defend ourselves here, we may have no choice but to
keep moving. Asha nodded slowly, her heart heavy. All right,
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I'll think about what to do where we could go,
But Caboda promise me you'll do everything you can to
keep us safe here. Caboda met her gaze, his expression resolute.
I promise Asha, I'll fight him with everything I have
if I have to. I won't let him hurt you
or Coda. No matter what. Asha felt hope in the
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midst of her fear. Caboda was her rock, her protector,
and she knew he would do whatever it took to
keep their family safe. Chapter four Fight. As the days passed,
Asha and Caboda continued to fortify their cave, stockpiling supplies
and keeping a constant watch for any sign of the
rogue menace.
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But the relative piece shattered.
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One rainy night, when the unmistakable howl of the rogue
echoed through the forest. Caboda got to his feet in
an instant, his body tense and ready to defend. Asha
clutched Coda, her heart pounding in her chest. The howling
neared with crashing branches and rumbling growls. Caboda responded with
a series of mouthpops, the sound thundering through the cave. Suddenly,
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a massive silhouette appeared near the entrance, barely visible through
the driving rain.
Speaker 2 (32:20):
Caboda roared, his voice directed at the threat.
Speaker 1 (32:23):
Adaoah paused, then unleashed a scream of his own that
Asha could feel in her chest. She could see it now,
the towering, hulking form of the massive sasquatch. Caboda made
more mouthpops, trying to intimidate the larger creature, to make
it back down without a fight. But Ada Noah was undeterred.
He took a step forward, filling the entrance to the cave.
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Asha pressed herself and Coda as far back as she could,
her emotions a mixed anger and terror in equal measure.
Caboda would fight to the death if necessary. He was
younger and nimbler than the rogue, but the sheer size
and power of the creature was daunting. He'd hoped to
drive him off without violence. Caboda stepped forward out of
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the cave and into the open, meeting Adahoah's glare head
on his heart pounded as he sized up his opponent.
Adaoah was larger, older, and scarred from many battles. Dark
stains from past conflicts streaked his thick, matted hair, and
his eyes glinted with feral determination. Caboda stood his ground,
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puffing up his chest, resonating.
Speaker 2 (33:29):
A deep growl. Throughout the clearing.
Speaker 1 (33:31):
He began the mouth pops and guttural sounds meant to
warn intruders, signaling his claim to the territory, but Adaoah
seemed unfazed, his expression unmoved, his stance steady. As he
took another step forward, Caboda felt the weight of the
rogue's gaze, a silent but potent threat. With a roar,
Adaoah charged his massive form, shaking the ground with every step.
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Caboda braced himself, muscles coiled like springs. As the rogue
thundered forward, the gap between them vanished in an instant.
Caboda twisted at the last second, narrowly dodging the powerful
swipe of Adinoah's arm, but the rogue's momentum clipped him.
The impact was like a battering ram, sending him skidding backward.
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Caboda grunted. The pain sharp and immediate, but he steadied himself.
His chest heaved as he locked eyes with Adinoa, who
growled low, baring jagged teeth. The rogue didn't wait. He
lunged again. Relentless. Caboda surged forward to meet him, his
fist driving into Adinoa's ribs with a dull thud. The
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rogue grunted but barely faltered, retaliating with a backhanded strike
that sent Caboda sprawling to the ground. Rolling with the blow,
Caboda scrambled to his feet, his vision swimming. He shook
his head, forcing the dizziness aside and focused on Adinoa's
advancing form. Each step was deliberate, heavy, brimming with menace.
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Caboda's mind and raced. He couldn't match Adaoah's brute strength.
He had to be faster, sharper. When Adaoah's massive arm
rose for another strike, Caboda feigned retreat, luring the rogue closer.
At the last moment, he ducked low and surged forward,
tackling Adaanoah's waist. The impact drove them both to the
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ground with a thunderous crash. Caboda clung to the rogue,
delivering rapid, calculated punches to his rib cage. Atanoah roared,
thrashing violently, his claws, slicing deep into Caboda's side. Warm
blood trickled down Caboda's ribs, but he gritted his teeth
and held on. Atanoah twisted with terrifying strength, throwing Caboda
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off like a rag doll. Both scrambled to their feet,
battered and bloodied. Caboda's side throbbed, the pain pulling at
the edges of his focus, but he forced it down.
He couldn't afford to falter, not now. The rogue let
out another deafening roar and charged again. Caboda sidestepped his claws,
catching Ada Noah's arm with a sharp twist, he wrenched
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it behind the rogue's back. A sickening pop echoed as
the joint strained under Caboda's grip. Outa Noah howled, But
before Caboda could press his advantage, the rogue's free arm
swung like a sledgehammer, slamming into Caboda's jaw. Caboda stumbled,
the world spinning, His knees buckled, and for a fleeting moment,
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darkness threatened to overtake him, but he fought through it,
shaking his head to clear his vision. Ata Noah loomed
above him, his fiery gaze promising death. Caboda barely dodged
the next strike, the rogue's fist grazing his shoulder as
it crashed into the ground with enough force to send
dirt flying. Breathing hard, Caboda noted the hitch in Ada
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Noah's step, a slight limp the rogue was wearing down.
Summoning what strength he had left, Caboda faked left, then
darted right, his foot connecting hard with Ada Nooah's injured leg.
The rogue stumbled, his balance wavering. Caboda lunged, claws raking
across Adaanoah's face. Blood streaked down the rogue's cheek as
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he roared in pain, but Caboda pressed on. He drove
his fist into Adinoah's abdomen, the blow forcing the air
from the rogue's lungs. As Adaoah doubled over, Caboda gripped
his arm and twisted with all his might. The bone
snapped with a sharp, gut turning crack, and Adaanoah's howl
of agony echoed through the forest. For a moment, Cabota
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thought it was over. Adanoah sagged, blood dripping from countless wounds,
his breaths ragged and shallow, but desperation fueled the rogue.
With a final, enraged snarl, he lashed out with his
uninjured arm. Caboda couldn't dodge in time.
Speaker 2 (37:49):
The rogue's claws tore.
Speaker 1 (37:50):
Across his chest, leaving deep, jagged gashes. Caboda staggered, clutching
the wound as warm blood seeped between his fingers. Strength
was nearly gone, his body battered and raw, but he
refused to fall. Standing tall, Caboda growled low and steady,
a primal warning that echoed in the tense silence. Auta
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Noah hesitated, trembling from exhaustion and pain, his body quivering
with the effort to stay upright. Finally, with a defeated snarl,
the rogue turned and limped away, his massive form retreating
into the shadowy depths of the forest. Caboda watched him disappear,
his own body swaying with fatigue. Relief washed over him
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as the rogue silhouette vanished the sound of labored breathing
fading into silence. The fight was over for now. Caboda
stood there a moment, chest heaving, aching. He felt the
sting of his injuries, blood trickling down his hair, but
he was alive. More importantly, his family was safe. With
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a final weary glance at the forest, Caboda turned and
made his way back to the cave, his steps slow
and heavy, each a reminder of the cost of the
battle he had just won. Caboda staggered back into the cave,
his broad shoulders heaving with every labored breath.
Speaker 2 (39:11):
He dropped to his.
Speaker 1 (39:12):
Knees, trying to slow his heart rate. Asha and Coda
watched him, their eyes wide with concern. His thick hair
was matted with streaks of dark blood, some of it
his own, some of it out of Noah's. Caboda's right
shoulder had taken a beating, and his left forearm bore
deep gashes. Pain jolted through his body with every step,
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but his gaze softened when he saw Asha and Coda,
his family safe. That was all that mattered. Asha took
a tentative step forward, reaching out to touch the deep
scratch along his rib cage. You're hurt, she whispered. Caboda
grunted in response, nodding slowly. It'll heal in time, he said,
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but he knew the bruising and torn flesh would take days, weeks,
or maybe months to fully mend. For now, he just
wanted to rest. He needed to be at his best
if Adaoah returned, though something in him doubted the old
rogue would dare to. Chapter five Recovery. Kboda spent the
weeks that followed recovering in the cave, his wound scabbing
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over as he regained his strength. Asha stayed close, tending
to him and Coda, and occasionally leaving to search for berries, fish,
and edible roots. They would eventually need to hunt larger prey,
but for now, Caboda was grateful to have Asha at
his side. One evening, Caboda stretched out his stiff limbs.
The scabs had tightened over his wounds, tugging at his skin,
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but the pain was becoming bearable. He felt the urge
to leave the cave, to move again, even if only
to test his strength. He looked at Asha, who had
sensed his restlessness, and she gave a slight nod as
if to say, I'm with you. We'll go together, he said,
his voice softened with gratitude.
Speaker 2 (41:02):
The three of us.
Speaker 1 (41:04):
Asha smiled and eased Coda onto her back. The little
one clung to her hair, his tiny hands gripping with
surprising strength as he nestled between.
Speaker 2 (41:13):
Her shoulder blades.
Speaker 1 (41:15):
They set off into the forest, Koboda moving cautiously, not
wanting to overextend himself, while Asha stayed close, occasionally glancing
over her shoulder to ensure Caboda was keeping up. As
they ventured deeper into the forest, Koboda scanned the surroundings,
mentally marking signs of animal trails, listening for any distant
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noises that might betray the presence of deer. The quiet
rustling of leaves and the occasional bird song calmed him,
grounding him after the chaos of the recent fight. The
scent of deer eventually reached his nostrils, and he motioned
for Asha to follow as he led them to a
small clearing where he had noticed deer tracks before. Kaboda
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and Asha worked together, setting up a simple trap that
used the natural layout of the four forest. They found
a narrow area bordered by a fallen log and thick underbrush,
perfect for funneling any passing deer into a confined space.
Caboda then circled wide around the clearing, using his presence
to subtenly drive the deer toward Asha. She moved in stealthily,
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positioning herself along the trap's edge. Soon, a small deer
trotted into the confined space, Startled by the sudden presence
of the massive creatures. Kaboda lunged his powerful arms, encircling
the deer's neck, and in one swift motion, he twisted,
breaking its neck quickly to minimize its suffering. It was
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a clean catch, and the family would eat well. That night,
They hauled their prize back to the cave, Coda babbling
in delight at the feast. Asha looked at Kaboda, her
eyes filled with pride. You're healing well, she said, softly,
and still as strong as ever. Caboda chuckled, though he
winced as he laughed with you and Coda, I have
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no choice but to be strong. Days passed and the
forest returned to its familiar rhythm. Kaboda's wounds continued to heal,
and the knights felt peaceful.
Speaker 2 (43:10):
Once more.
Speaker 1 (43:12):
He heard the distant cries of Atanoah less frequently now,
though still out there, The old Sasquatch posed no immediate threat. Life,
it seemed, was returning to normal, or as close to
it as possible in the wild forest. But one morning,
Kbodah picked up a scent that tensed his muscles, faint
but unmistakable the smell of humans. He gestured to Asha, who,
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sensing his unease, quieted Coda. Together they crept to the
edge of the forest, where they saw faint shadows moving
between the trees and the distance. Unlike the loggers who
had disturbed them in the past, these humans moved more
deliberately and without the usual machinery. A distant, rhythmic thudding
echoed through the trees. Kabodah's eyes narrowed as he tried
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to make sense of the strange noise. The humans seemed
to be hitting trees with some sort of club, mimicking
the mouth pops that he and other Sasquatches used for
communication and territory.
Speaker 2 (44:08):
Marking.
Speaker 1 (44:09):
The sound, though clumsy, set Koboda's nerves on edge. These
humans they're looking for us, Asha whispered, barely audible. Caboda nodded,
grimly signaling for her to stay low. He couldn't understand
why these humans would try to imitate their sounds unless
they had a purpose. A creeping sense of dread settled
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over him. If they had come looking for sasquatches specifically,
it meant they knew more than Caboda had thought possible,
and it could mean trouble for him and his family.
They retreated into the cave, lying low and watching from
a safe distance as the humans moved deeper into the forest.
For hours, the rhythmic knocking continued, each sound reverberating through
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the trees. Occasionally, Caboda could hear faint voices among the humans,
though he couldn't understand their words. They checked behind trees
and watched the ground, as if tracking something. Stay tuned
for more Backwoods Bigfoot stories.
Speaker 2 (45:07):
We'll be back after these messages.
Speaker 1 (45:11):
Days passed, and though the humans retreated at daybreak, they
returned each night, systematically moving through different sections of the forest,
their calls and noises filling the air. Kbodah's patience thinned,
but he knew better than to act rashly. One wrong
move could reveal their presence. Asha Ever, the quiet observer
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collected leaves and branches to disguise the entrance of their cave.
Kboda helped layering moss and twigs, working together in silence
to insure their home remained hidden. As the days went by,
they felt more concealed, though the presence of the humans
still weighed on them. Coda, though still young, seemed to
understand the need for silence, mimicking his parents as they
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stayed close and quiet. Cabodah's heart swelled with pride at
his son's adaptability, but he worried about what these humans
might bring if they ever stumbled upon their hidden family.
One evening, as the humans packed up their gear to
leave for the day, Kaboda noticed a small group lingering
longer than the others. These few seemed particularly intent, shining
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flashlights into the trees and tying bright orange ribbons to branches,
marking the path back to their camp. They must have
intended to return to that very spot, maybe to investigate further,
or worse, to set a trap. Kaboda knew they couldn't
stay hidden forever. Keeping his family safe might mean finding
a new hiding place, at least until the humans left
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for good. But moving now with Asha and Young.
Speaker 2 (46:41):
Koda would be risky.
Speaker 1 (46:43):
For now, they would have to remain vigilant, their senses
a tuned to every sound, every scent, and every movement
in the forest. Though the human's presence weighed on them,
Kaboda and Asha resolved to stay close to the cave,
only venturing out at dawn and dusk to hunt and gather,
always careful to avoid leaving any traces of their existence.
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Their life had changed, but together they would adapt as
they always had. The months passed with the silent tension
of a family bound together, yet wary of the shadows
that lingered at the edges of their world. Chapter six Decisions.
Kaboda and Asha knew it was only a matter of
time before Adinoa returned, or worse, that the humans came back,
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more determined and organized. They had sheltered, healed, and hunted quietly,
always vigilant, but a gnawing sense of vulnerability persisted. Caboda
could feel the threats to their family growing. For days,
the two had talked late into the night, huddled in
the quiet security of their cave, discussing their options. They
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could stay, risking confrontation with Adinoa or human encroachment, or
they could venture out, joining a clan they'd seen only
a few times over the years, but knew well enough
to trust. Ultimately, they came to a shared understanding. For
Koda's safety and their own peace, they would need the
strength and numbers that a larger family could offer. Kaboda
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and Asha soon decided to reach out to this nearby clan.
This other group, which they had often seen traveling the
edges of their territory, was likely foraging farther north in
the Olympic Peninsula, near the densely wooded hills and hidden
valleys that had always provided ample cover and food sources.
The Hoe Clan, as they called themselves, was known for
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their resilience and cohesion, A bonded family that had long
adapted to life in the lush forests of the peninsula.
The Hoe Clan was led by two older Sasquatches, Omaki
and Tarran, who had guided their family through many seasons
of upheaval and adaptation. The rest of the clan consisted
of younger Sasquatches, Terran's two grown sons, Eric and Varro,
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and three juveniles siblings who had come to live with
the Hoe Clan after illness claimed their parents. These young
ones barely old enough to roam far on their own,
were named Micah, Rila, and Paca. Together they formed a
tight knit group that rarely ventured beyond the protection of
the elder pair. It was late afternoon when Kaboda and
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Asha decided to make the journey to the area where
they suspected the Hoe clan would be foraging. They moved
with care, carrying Coda on Asha's back, each step purposeful
and quiet, conscious that they were approaching the clan's territory
and needed to be respectful. The forest was dense, the
underbrush soft and thick beneath their feet, muffling their steps.
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Birds flitted above, darting between branches, and the sun shined
through the canopy and cast dappled light across the forest floor.
It was a calmon contrast to the days of tension
they'd endured. As they neared the boundary where they had
last seen traces of the Hoe clan, Koboda paused, signaling
to Asha. He let out a low, steady rumble, a
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vocalization that signaled a peaceful approach, one meant to communicate
that they came in friendship. They waited, the forest silent
except for the rustling leaves, until a shadowed figure finally
emerged from behind a towering cedar. It was Omaki, the
clan matriarch, her tall, weathered frame moving with an easy grace.
Speaker 2 (50:20):
That belied her years.
Speaker 1 (50:22):
Her hair was a mix of deep brown and silver,
the markings around her face and chest tinged with the
gray that came with age. She surveyed Koboda and Asha
with a calm but discerning gaze, assessing their intent in
the way only an experienced elder could greeting's Kaboda Asha.
Omaki's voice was low, nearly a whisper, carrying a tone
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of curiosity. We've seen you before at a distance, but
now you come closer. Koboda stepped forward, respectfully, lowering his
gaze as a sign of deference. We seek your counsel, Omachi,
he replied. Family is small and the times are growing uncertain.
We faced dangers both from humans and from others of
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our kind. We hope that perhaps we could discuss joining
your clan for the safety of all. Omaki studied them
for a long moment before gesturing for them to follow.
Speaker 2 (51:19):
Come, we will.
Speaker 1 (51:20):
Speak with Tarran and the others. They followed. Omachi through
the underbrush to a secluded hollow surrounded by towering ferns
and fallen logs, where the rest of the Hoe clan
was gathered. Arran, the clan's patriarch, stood up.
Speaker 2 (51:33):
As they approached.
Speaker 1 (51:34):
He was a formidable presence, taller than Omaki, with thick
auburn hair and a piercing gaze that spoke of a
life shaped by the wild. Though his movements were slower
than they had once been, the strength in his stance
was unmistakable. Beside Tarran stood his two sons, Eric and Varro.
Both had inherited their father's build and presence, though they
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carried themselves.
Speaker 2 (51:57):
In distinct ways.
Speaker 1 (51:59):
Eric, the elder of the two, was a broad shouldered,
contemplative Sasquatch with a keen eye for observation. He rarely spoke,
preferring to let his actions communicate for him. Varro, the
younger sibling, was leaner, quicker, and known for his curiosity.
His gaze was sharp and constantly shifting, as if he
were cataloging every detail of the world around him. At
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the edge of the hollow, the three juveniles, Micah, Rila
and Paka watched Koboda and Asha with wide eyed curiosity. Micah,
the oldest of the trio, had a protective air about her,
watching over her younger siblings with a maturity that belied
her age. Riyla, the middle child, was more timid, hiding
behind her sister, while Paca, the youngest, couldn't resist inching forward,
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his small form quivering with barely contained excitement. After Caboda
and Asha explained their circumstances, Tarren nodded thoughtfully.
Speaker 2 (52:55):
The forest has changed.
Speaker 1 (52:57):
Since we were young, he said, his voice a deep rumble.
Humans press farther into these woods each year, and we've
encountered others like Adinoah, desperate and dangerous. Omaki looked at Asha,
her gaze softening. We know the need to protect the young,
she said, gently, nodding toward Coda, who was peeking over
Asha's shoulder with wide curious eyes. Caboda met Tern's gaze.
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We only ask for safety, he said. We would do
whatever is necessary to contribute. We bring our skills, and
we are willing to defend the clan as fiercely as
our own family. Eric, who had kept silent throughout, spoke up,
his deep voice measured we could benefit from extra eyes
and hands, he acknowledged. Adaoah is a familiar name to us.
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He was once part of a distant clan to the south,
but his temper and aggression drove him into exile.
Speaker 2 (53:51):
I do not doubt he.
Speaker 1 (53:52):
Will return one day. Varro, ever observant, nodded, and the humans,
they seem to learn more each season. They have grown bolder,
finding ways to mimic our sounds, leaving marks and places
we once considered safe. His voice trailed off, and he
glanced toward the forest, as if expecting to see a
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human emerge from the shadows. The clan conferred among themselves,
and after a brief discussion, Omaki turned back to Koboda
and Asha, you may join us, she said with a
soft smile, But know that our way is one of
unity and shared responsibility. We protect each other and we
look out for each other's young. Kaboda felt a surge
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of relief and gratitude. Thank you, he said, earnestly, nodding
to each member of the Hoe clan. He could see
the warmth in Asha's expression as well, and Coda, sensing
the change in the atmosphere, let out a happy coup.
Speaker 2 (55:02):
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