October 25, 2025 • 57 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 (00:00):
Now one of your pudding. I got a string going
on here, something just because my dog. Something killed your dog.
My dog. We're flying through the air over the tree.
I don't know how it did it, Okay, Damn, I'm
really confused. All I saw was my dog coming over
the fence and he was dead. And once you hit
the ground like, I didn't see any cars. All I
saw was my dog coming over the fence. Set. What
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are you putting? We got some wonder or something prowling
around out here. Did you see what it was or
was it was? Standing enough? I'm out here looking through
the window now and I don't see anything. I don't
want to go outside. Jesus, quiet you Bick, Hello, get
(01:03):
the Boddy out here? What quin I'm out there? I
thought of a mention about text forty nine. I don't
know easy ann out there? Yeah, I'm right.
Speaker 2 (01:11):
Hey, hey, everyone, this episode is something truly special. Today
I'm bringing you 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,
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but from theirs. To imagine what it might be like
to live as 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
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meet Coda, a young Sasquatch born in the deep ancient
of the Olympic Peninsula, 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,
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and moments of breath taking courage that will make you
fall in love with these characters, 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
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that will shape not just his future, 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
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the natural world. If you enjoy what you hear today,
you can grab the full audiobook with over seven hours
of narration right now for just six dollars and ninety
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(03:25):
Just click the link right here in the show notes,
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The Guilty Files, Disturbing History, and everything we have coming
your way from the Paranormal World Production Studio. Thank you
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
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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.
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
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by just the usual signs, the thawing earth, budding trees,
and the nighttime chorus of brogs. This was something more profound,
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
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new life growing inside her. Asha, with her thick, tawny
hair and wise, silver flecked eyes, had experienced men many
springs 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
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her with that protective, anxious look in his eyes. Her mate,
strong and silent as always, had grown restless, constantly scanning
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,
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with each passing day. Cabodah stood at the edge of
the clearing, his broad shoulders tents as he listened to
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.
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But up Asha caught the truth. His eyes burned with tension,
and his muscles coiled beneath his thick, untamed hair, vibrating
with a raw, 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.
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We may not have much time before they find us.
Asha sat beside him, her hand resting on her swollen belly,
feeling the life stir within. We'll find a way, she
said softly, though uncertain. He 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
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came in greater numbers each year, pushing deeper into the
forest with their strange tools and loud machines, 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
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smaller than her kind, something terrified her about their numbers
and the strange, hard objects they carried, tools that 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
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into open land. She could almost smell the smoke from
the human fires, the acrid scent of burning wood 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,
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she said, almost to herself, not until they've taken everything.
Caboda growled low in his throat, a sound of frustration
and helplessness.
Speaker 3 (07:57):
Then we need to prepare. He was right.
Speaker 2 (08:01):
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, but so
was the forest itself. Dangers for a newborn filled the world,
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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 grove, tucked away within
a dense stand of ancient cedars, offering the shelter they
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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 tricked through the silence,
offering both fresh water and a natural barrier between them
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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 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,
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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 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
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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
get They gather animal hides they had saved from past hunts,
draping them over the nest to provide warmth and shelter
from the cool spring nights. As they worked, Asha felt
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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 the exhaustion. This child would
be special. It's almost ready, Caboda said, standing back to
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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 safety was fleeting. The humans
were relentless, always pushing forward, always expanding. And the other danger,
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the one that stalked the shadows of their territory. No
one ever spoke his name aloud, but everyone knew who
he was, the rogue Sasquatch, a giant among giants, even
larger than Kboda, 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
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and rage. The stories about him were dark and terrifying,
passed down from parents, 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
fit of rage. Others claimed he had simply grown too wild,
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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 to ignore, pressing at the periphery of
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awareness like the weight of an impending storm. Asha had
never seen him herself, but Koboda 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 him. I saw him near the Northern Ridge, Caboda
had told her one night by the fire. His voice
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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, Asha, he was something else. Asha
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had shivered at the memory of Koboda'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.
Speaker 3 (13:03):
On the nest.
Speaker 2 (13:04):
On the birth Part one, Chapter one birth, Asha went
into 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
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peaceful night, a night for resting and gathering strength. Instead,
pain racked Asha's body. It started slowly, a dull ache
deep in 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,
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and now that it had come, his eyes were sharp
with concern Asha. His voice was gentle, but had an
edge to it, a quiet urgency.
Speaker 3 (13:58):
Is it time?
Speaker 2 (14:00):
Ssha 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. Kboda 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, and stay tuned for mor sasquatch oat
to see. We'll be right back after these messages. Finally,
after what felt like an 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.
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The first 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 3 (15:37):
Kboda caught the.
Speaker 2 (15:38):
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 plas
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placed the baby in her arms, his tiny form warm
and alive against her chest.
Speaker 3 (16:05):
Our son.
Speaker 2 (16:07):
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, her eyes widening in shock
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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. There was no Crykboda's face
fell as he gently lifted the still silent form of
their daughter. She was small, too small, her body limp
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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. Joda Her voice broke, thick with grief.
Kaboda didn't speak, He couldn't. His face was a mask
of sorrow as he wrapped their daughter in soft leaves,
his hands trembling as he prepared her for burial. Asha
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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
Koboda gently laid her to rest. Asha knelt beside the grave,
her heart heavy with loss. They had gained a son,
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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 a blur of exhaustion
and quiet.
Speaker 3 (17:54):
Morning.
Speaker 2 (17:55):
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, Kboda 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 3 (19:05):
He was close, too close.
Speaker 2 (19:09):
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 nest, 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 Coda 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 1 (21:40):
Then.
Speaker 2 (21:40):
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.
Speaker 3 (21:50):
Though not the most.
Speaker 2 (21:51):
Sturdy or weather proof 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,
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
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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.
They settled in for the night, Coda snoozing peacefully while
Asha and Caboda kept watch. But as they drifted off,
a sudden, bone chilling howl pierced the silence of the forest.
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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. They waited,
straining their ears for any other sounds. After a few
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tense moments, another howl echoed through the trees.
Speaker 3 (23:01):
Closer.
Speaker 2 (23:02):
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 whatever it is,
it's getting closer. Stay close to me and keep quiet.
They fell silent, listening as the forest seemed to come
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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 the edge of their
little shelter. Asha stifled a gasp, clutching Coda. Caboda rose
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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 and aggression. Caboda responded with a
series of thunderous mouth pops, like a bat striking a tree,
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hoping to intimidate the larger sasquatch. For a moment, the
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 3 (24:25):
What was that?
Speaker 2 (24:26):
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 of 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 vigil 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.
Speaker 3 (25:35):
I don't want to risk Coda's safety.
Speaker 2 (25:37):
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 tangle of fallen trees and overgrown vegetation.
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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 her chest. It does seem promising,
and if that rogue comes back, at least we'll have
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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, while Asha gathered soft
bedding materials and arranged a cozy nest for Coda. By nightfall,
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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 Coda's hair.
Speaker 3 (27:02):
Let's hope.
Speaker 2 (27:03):
So. I don't think I could handle another confrontation like that.
Caboda reached out and squeezed her hand. Don't worry. I
won't let anything happen 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
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howl shattered the stillness of the forest. Chapter three Tension.
Caboda'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
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heart pounding in her chest. She huddled deeper into the cave,
shielding Coda with her body. As Caboda went to work,
the howling grew closer, accompanied by the snapping of browns,
inches and the rustling of leaves. Caboda 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 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 Kboda to defend their new
found home. Caboda answered with more barks, his own voice
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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. Caboda waited
listening intently, before finally relaxing his stance. He hurried by
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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.
For Coda, Caboda reached out and pulled her into an embrace.
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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.
Speaker 3 (29:36):
I hope you're right.
Speaker 2 (29:37):
I don't know what i'd do if something happened to.
Speaker 3 (29:39):
You or Coda.
Speaker 2 (29:41):
They stayed like that for a while, Kaboda 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, and stay tuned for more sasquatch see, We'll
be right back. After these messages, Caboda used the time
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to keep fortifying their new home, reinforcing 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. One evening, as they huddled, Kaboda turned
to Asha, a serious expression on his face. Asha, I
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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,
What do you mean? Where else could we go? Caboda side,
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
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down at Coda, snuggled against her chest, fast asleep.
Speaker 3 (30:57):
I don't want to have.
Speaker 2 (30:58):
To move again. Coda is still I'm so young, and
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. But the relative piece shattered one rainy night,
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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. Cabota responded with a series of mouthpops,
the sound thundering through the cave. Suddenly, a massive silhouette
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appeared near the entrance, barely visible through the driving rain.
Cabota roared, his voice directed at the threat. Ataoah 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
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down without a fight. But Ada Noah was undeterred. He
took a step forward, filling the entrance to the cave.
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
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and power of the creature was daunting. He'd hoped to
drive him off without violence, Caboda stepped forward out of
the cave and into the open, meeting Adinoah's glare head on.
His heart pounded as he sized up his opponent. Adainoah
was larger, older, and scarred from many battles. Dark stains
from past conflicts streaked his thick, matted hair, and his
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eyes glinted with feral determination. Caboda stood his ground, puffing
up his chest, resonating.
Speaker 3 (33:43):
A deep growl.
Speaker 2 (33:43):
Throughout the clearing, 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 weight of
the rogue's gaze, a silent but potent thread. With a roar,
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Adaoah charged his massive form, shaking the ground with every step.
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.
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The impact was like a battering ram, sending him skidding backward.
Caboda grunted, The pain sharp and immediate, but he steadied himself.
His chest heaved as he locked eyes with Adanoah, who
growled low, baring jagged teeth. The rogue didn't wait. He
lunged again. Relentless, Caboda surged forward to meet him, his
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fist driving into Adanoah's ribs with a dull thud. The
rogue grunted but barely faltered, retaliating with a backhanded strike
that sent Caboda sprawling to the ground.
Speaker 3 (34:59):
Rolling with the the.
Speaker 2 (35:00):
Blow, Caboda scrambled to his feet, his vision swimming. He
shook his head, forcing the dizziness aside, and focused on
Adinoah's advancing form. Each step was deliberate, heavy, brimming with menace.
Caboda's mind raced. He couldn't match Adinoah's brute strength. He
had to be faster, sharper. When Adaoah's massive arm rose
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for another strike, Caboda feigned retreat, luring the rogue closer.
At the last moment, he ducked low and surged forward,
tackling Adahoah's waist. The impact drove them both to the
ground with a thunderous crash. Caboda clung to the rogue,
delivering rapid, calculated punches to his rib cage. Atakoah roared,
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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
off like a rag doll. Both scrambled to their feet,
battered and bloodied. Caboda's side throbbed, the pain pulling at
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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 out of Noah's arm. With a sharp twist, he
wrenched it behind the rogue's back. A sickening pop echoed
as the joint strained under Caboda's grip. Out of Noah howled,
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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,
darkness threatened to overtake him, but he fought through it,
shaking his head to clear his vision. Out of Noah
loomed above him, his fiery gaze promising death. Caboda barely
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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, Aboda noted the hitch in
ada 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 Adaoah's injured leg.
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The rogue stumbled, his balance wavering. Caboda lunged, claws raking
across ada Nooah's face. Blood streaked down the rogue's cheek
as 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
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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 thought it was over. Ada Nooah sagged, blood dripping
from countless wounds, his breaths ragged and shallow, but desperation
fueled the rogue. With a final, enraged snarl, he lashed
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out with his own uninjured arm. Caboda couldn't dodge in time.
Speaker 3 (38:03):
The rogue's claws.
Speaker 2 (38:04):
Tore across his chest, leaving deep, jagged gashes. Caboda staggered,
clutching the wound as warm blood seeped between his fingers.
His 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.
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Aut A 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.
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Relief washed over him 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.
He felt the sting of his injuries, blood trickling down
his hair, but he was alive. More importantly, his family
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was safe. With 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. He dropped to his knees, trying to slow
his heart rate. Asha and Coda watched him, their eyes
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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, but his gaze softened when
he saw Asha and Coda, his family safe. That was
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all that mattered. Asha took a tentative step forward, reaching
out to touch the deep scratch along as rib cage.
Speaker 3 (40:01):
You're hurt, she whispered.
Speaker 2 (40:03):
Caboda grunted in response, nodding slowly. It'll heal in time,
he said, 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.
Speaker 3 (40:23):
Rogue would dare to. Chapter five Recovery.
Speaker 2 (40:28):
Kboda spent the weeks that followed recovering in the cave,
his wound scabbing 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,
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Caboda stretched out his stiff limbs. The scabs had tightened
over his wounds, tugging at his skin, 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
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with you. We'll go together, he said, his voice softened
with gratitude.
Speaker 3 (41:16):
The three of us.
Speaker 2 (41:18):
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 her shoulder blades. 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 Kboda was keeping up. As they
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ventured deeper into the forest, Koboda scanned the surroundings, mentally
marking signs of animal trails, listening for any distant 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
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Asha to follow as he led them to a small
clearing where he had noticed deer tracks before. Kaboda and
Asha worked together, setting up a simple trap that used
the natural layout of the forest.
Speaker 3 (42:15):
They found a narrow.
Speaker 2 (42:16):
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
subtly drive the deer toward Asha. She moved in stealthily,
positioning herself along the trap's edge. Soon, a small deer
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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
a clean catch, and the family would eat well.
Speaker 3 (42:54):
That night.
Speaker 2 (42:56):
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. Here, I
have no choice but to be strong. Days passed and
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the forest returned to its familiar rhythm. Kaboda's wounds continued
to heal, and the knights felt peaceful once more. He
heard the distant cries of adaoah 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,
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Caboda picked up a scent that tensed his muscles. Faint
but unmistakable, the smell of humans. He gestured to Asha, who,
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
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deliberately and without the usual machinery. A distant, rhythmic thudding
echoed through the trees. Caboda's eyes narrowed as he tried
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. Marking The sound, though clumsy, set Koboda's
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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 over him. If they had come looking
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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 and stay tuned for more sasquatch
ott to see We'll be right back. After these messages,
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for hours, the rhythmic knocking continued, each sound reverberating through
the trees. Occasionally Caboda could hear faint voices among the humans,
though he couldn't understand their words. Cautious, they checked behind
trees and watched the ground as if tracking something. Days passed,
and though the humans retreated at daybreak, they returned each night,
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systematically moving through different sections of the forest, their calls
and noises filling the air. Caboda's patience thinned, but he
knew better than to act rashly. One wrong move could
reveal their presence. Asha Ever, the quiet observer collected leaves
and branches to disguise the entrance of their cave. Caboda
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helped layering moss and twigs, working together in silence to
insure their home remained hidden. As the days as went by,
they felt more concealed, though the presence of the humans
still weighed on them. Koda, though still young, seemed to
understand the need for silence, mimicking his parents as they
stayed close and quiet. Kaboda's heart swelled with pride at
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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
flashlights into the trees and tying bright orange ribbons to branches,
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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
for good. But moving now with Asha and young Koda
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would be risky. 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
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of their existence. 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
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a matter of time before Adonoah returned, or worse, that
the humans came back, more determined and organized. They had sheltered, healed,
and hunted quietly, always vigilant, but a gnawing sense of
vulnerability persisted. Kaboda could feel the threats to their family growing.
Speaker 3 (47:57):
For days.
Speaker 2 (47:58):
The two had talked late into the night, huddled in
the quiet security of their cave, discussing their options. They
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
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Koda's safety and their own peace, they would need the
strength and numbers that a larger family could offer. Kaboda
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
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valleys that had always provided ample cover and food sources.
The Hoe Clan, as they called themselves, was known for
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 Taran, who had guided their family through many seasons
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of upheaval and adaptation. The rest of the clan consisted
of younger Sasquatches, Terran's two grown sons, Eric and Varro,
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, Ryla, and Paca. Together they formed a tight
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knit group that rarely ventured beyond the.
Speaker 3 (49:28):
Protection of the elder pair. It was late.
Speaker 2 (49:30):
Afternoon when Kaboda and 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,
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muffling their steps. Birds flitted above, darting between branches, and
the sun shined through the canopy cast dappled light across
the forest floor. It was a calming contrast to the
days of tension they'd endured. As they neared the boundary
where they had last seen traces of the Hoe clan,
Kaboda paused, signaling to Asha. He let out a low
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steady rumble, a 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
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with an easy.
Speaker 3 (50:37):
Grace that belied her years.
Speaker 2 (50:39):
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. Kaboda stepped forward, respectfully, lowering his
gaze as a sign of deference. We seek your council omachi,
he replied. Our family is small and the times are
growing uncertain. We face dangers both from humans and from
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others of 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. Come, we will 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
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of the Hoe clan was gathered. Arran, the clan's patriarch,
stood up as they approached. He was a formidable presence,
taller than Omachi, with thick auburn hair and a piercing
gaze that spoke of a life shaped.
Speaker 3 (51:59):
By the wild.
Speaker 2 (52:00):
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 carried themselves in distinct ways. Eric,
the elder of the two, was a broad shouldered, contemplative
Sasquatch with a keen eye for observation. He rarely spoke,
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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
the edge of the hollow, the three juveniles, Micah, Rila,
and Paka watched Kaboda and Asha with wide eyed curiosity. Mikah,
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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 Paka, the youngest, couldn't resist inching forward,
his small form quivering with barely contained excitement. After Caboda
and Asha explained their circumstances, Taran nodded thoughtfully. The forest
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has changed 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 Adaoah, 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.
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Caboda met Terren's gaze. 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 klan
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
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a familiar name to us. He was once part of
a distant clan to the south, but his temper and
aggression drove him into exile. I do not doubt he
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
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we once considered safe. His voice trailed off, and he
glanced toward the forest, as if expecting to see a
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
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unity and shared responsibility. We protect each other and we
look out for each other's young. Kaboda felt a surge
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 4 (55:05):
They say, you don't gotta go home, but.
Speaker 5 (55:08):
You can't stay.
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I don't want to be alone. World out it, chop.
Speaker 5 (55:41):
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joy for me, need joy stay right there, come it
right away, Unside State State secuside still Stateside Side says.
Speaker 6 (56:25):
Side inside, inside.
Speaker 1 (56:27):
Inside stay State.
Speaker 6 (56:31):
Stills as games and games Stas sings the state basins.
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The fast state Stack insist
Now one of your pudding. I got a string going
on here, something just because my dog. Something killed your dog.
My dog. We're flying through the air over the tree.
I don't know how it did it, Okay, Damn, I'm
really confused. All I saw was my dog coming over
the fence and he was dead. And once you hit
the ground like, I didn't see any cars. All I
saw was my dog coming over the fence. Set. What
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are you putting? We got some wonder or something prowling
around out here. Did you see what it was or
was it was? Standing enough? I'm out here looking through
the window now and I don't see anything. I don't
want to go outside. Jesus, quiet you Bick, Hello, get
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the Boddy out here? What quin I'm out there? I
thought of a mention about text forty nine. I don't
know easy ann out there? Yeah, I'm right.
Speaker 2 (01:11):
Hey, hey, everyone, this episode is something truly special. Today
I'm bringing you 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,
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but from theirs. To imagine what it might be like
to live as 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
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meet Coda, a young Sasquatch born in the deep ancient
of the Olympic Peninsula, 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,
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and moments of breath taking courage that will make you
fall in love with these characters, 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
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that will shape not just his future, 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
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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.
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
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by just the usual signs, the thawing earth, budding trees,
and the nighttime chorus of brogs. This was something more profound,
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
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new life growing inside her. Asha, with her thick, tawny
hair and wise, silver flecked eyes, had experienced men many
springs 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
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her with that protective, anxious look in his eyes. Her mate,
strong and silent as always, had grown restless, constantly scanning
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,
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with each passing day. Cabodah stood at the edge of
the clearing, his broad shoulders tents as he listened to
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.
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But up Asha caught the truth. His eyes burned with tension,
and his muscles coiled beneath his thick, untamed hair, vibrating
with a raw, 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.
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We may not have much time before they find us.
Asha sat beside him, her hand resting on her swollen belly,
feeling the life stir within. We'll find a way, she
said softly, though uncertain. He 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
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came in greater numbers each year, pushing deeper into the
forest with their strange tools and loud machines, 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
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smaller than her kind, something terrified her about their numbers
and the strange, hard objects they carried, tools that 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
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into open land. She could almost smell the smoke from
the human fires, the acrid scent of burning wood 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,
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she said, almost to herself, not until they've taken everything.
Caboda growled low in his throat, a sound of frustration
and helplessness.
Speaker 3 (07:57):
Then we need to prepare. He was right.
Speaker 2 (08:01):
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, but so
was the forest itself. Dangers for a newborn filled the world,
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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 grove, tucked away within
a dense stand of ancient cedars, offering the shelter they
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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 tricked through the silence,
offering both fresh water and a natural barrier between them
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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 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,
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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 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
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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
get They gather animal hides they had saved from past hunts,
draping them over the nest to provide warmth and shelter
from the cool spring nights. As they worked, Asha felt
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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 the exhaustion. This child would
be special. It's almost ready, Caboda said, standing back to
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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 safety was fleeting. The humans
were relentless, always pushing forward, always expanding. And the other danger,
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the one that stalked the shadows of their territory. No
one ever spoke his name aloud, but everyone knew who
he was, the rogue Sasquatch, a giant among giants, even
larger than Kboda, 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
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and rage. The stories about him were dark and terrifying,
passed down from parents, 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
fit of rage. Others claimed he had simply grown too wild,
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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 to ignore, pressing at the periphery of
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awareness like the weight of an impending storm. Asha had
never seen him herself, but Koboda 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 him. I saw him near the Northern Ridge, Caboda
had told her one night by the fire. His voice
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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, Asha, he was something else. Asha
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had shivered at the memory of Koboda'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.
Speaker 3 (13:03):
On the nest.
Speaker 2 (13:04):
On the birth Part one, Chapter one birth, Asha went
into 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
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peaceful night, a night for resting and gathering strength. Instead,
pain racked Asha's body. It started slowly, a dull ache
deep in 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,
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and now that it had come, his eyes were sharp
with concern Asha. His voice was gentle, but had an
edge to it, a quiet urgency.
Speaker 3 (13:58):
Is it time?
Speaker 2 (14:00):
Ssha 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. Kboda 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, and stay tuned for mor sasquatch oat
to see. We'll be right back after these messages. Finally,
after what felt like an 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.
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The first 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 3 (15:37):
Kboda caught the.
Speaker 2 (15:38):
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 plas
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placed the baby in her arms, his tiny form warm
and alive against her chest.
Speaker 3 (16:05):
Our son.
Speaker 2 (16:07):
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, her eyes widening in shock
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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. There was no Crykboda's face
fell as he gently lifted the still silent form of
their daughter. She was small, too small, her body limp
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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. Joda Her voice broke, thick with grief.
Kaboda didn't speak, He couldn't. His face was a mask
of sorrow as he wrapped their daughter in soft leaves,
his hands trembling as he prepared her for burial. Asha
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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
Koboda gently laid her to rest. Asha knelt beside the grave,
her heart heavy with loss. They had gained a son,
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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 a blur of exhaustion
and quiet.
Speaker 3 (17:54):
Morning.
Speaker 2 (17:55):
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, Kboda 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 3 (19:05):
He was close, too close.
Speaker 2 (19:09):
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 nest, 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 Coda 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 1 (21:40):
Then.
Speaker 2 (21:40):
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.
Speaker 3 (21:50):
Though not the most.
Speaker 2 (21:51):
Sturdy or weather proof 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,
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
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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.
They settled in for the night, Coda snoozing peacefully while
Asha and Caboda kept watch. But as they drifted off,
a sudden, bone chilling howl pierced the silence of the forest.
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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. They waited,
straining their ears for any other sounds. After a few
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tense moments, another howl echoed through the trees.
Speaker 3 (23:01):
Closer.
Speaker 2 (23:02):
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 whatever it is,
it's getting closer. Stay close to me and keep quiet.
They fell silent, listening as the forest seemed to come
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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 the edge of their
little shelter. Asha stifled a gasp, clutching Coda. Caboda rose
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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 and aggression. Caboda responded with a
series of thunderous mouth pops, like a bat striking a tree,
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hoping to intimidate the larger sasquatch. For a moment, the
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 3 (24:25):
What was that?
Speaker 2 (24:26):
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 of 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 vigil 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.
Speaker 3 (25:35):
I don't want to risk Coda's safety.
Speaker 2 (25:37):
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 tangle of fallen trees and overgrown vegetation.
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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 her chest. It does seem promising,
and if that rogue comes back, at least we'll have
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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, while Asha gathered soft
bedding materials and arranged a cozy nest for Coda. By nightfall,
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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 Coda's hair.
Speaker 3 (27:02):
Let's hope.
Speaker 2 (27:03):
So. I don't think I could handle another confrontation like that.
Caboda reached out and squeezed her hand. Don't worry. I
won't let anything happen 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
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howl shattered the stillness of the forest. Chapter three Tension.
Caboda'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
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heart pounding in her chest. She huddled deeper into the cave,
shielding Coda with her body. As Caboda went to work,
the howling grew closer, accompanied by the snapping of browns,
inches and the rustling of leaves. Caboda 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 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 Kboda to defend their new
found home. Caboda answered with more barks, his own voice
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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. Caboda waited
listening intently, before finally relaxing his stance. He hurried by
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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.
For Coda, Caboda reached out and pulled her into an embrace.
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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.
Speaker 3 (29:36):
I hope you're right.
Speaker 2 (29:37):
I don't know what i'd do if something happened to.
Speaker 3 (29:39):
You or Coda.
Speaker 2 (29:41):
They stayed like that for a while, Kaboda 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, and stay tuned for more sasquatch see, We'll
be right back. After these messages, Caboda used the time
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to keep fortifying their new home, reinforcing 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. One evening, as they huddled, Kaboda turned
to Asha, a serious expression on his face. Asha, I
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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,
What do you mean? Where else could we go? Caboda side,
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
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down at Coda, snuggled against her chest, fast asleep.
Speaker 3 (30:57):
I don't want to have.
Speaker 2 (30:58):
To move again. Coda is still I'm so young, and
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. But the relative piece shattered one rainy night,
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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. Cabota responded with a series of mouthpops,
the sound thundering through the cave. Suddenly, a massive silhouette
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appeared near the entrance, barely visible through the driving rain.
Cabota roared, his voice directed at the threat. Ataoah 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
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down without a fight. But Ada Noah was undeterred. He
took a step forward, filling the entrance to the cave.
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
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and power of the creature was daunting. He'd hoped to
drive him off without violence, Caboda stepped forward out of
the cave and into the open, meeting Adinoah's glare head on.
His heart pounded as he sized up his opponent. Adainoah
was larger, older, and scarred from many battles. Dark stains
from past conflicts streaked his thick, matted hair, and his
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eyes glinted with feral determination. Caboda stood his ground, puffing
up his chest, resonating.
Speaker 3 (33:43):
A deep growl.
Speaker 2 (33:43):
Throughout the clearing, 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 weight of
the rogue's gaze, a silent but potent thread. With a roar,
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Adaoah charged his massive form, shaking the ground with every step.
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.
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The impact was like a battering ram, sending him skidding backward.
Caboda grunted, The pain sharp and immediate, but he steadied himself.
His chest heaved as he locked eyes with Adanoah, who
growled low, baring jagged teeth. The rogue didn't wait. He
lunged again. Relentless, Caboda surged forward to meet him, his
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fist driving into Adanoah's ribs with a dull thud. The
rogue grunted but barely faltered, retaliating with a backhanded strike
that sent Caboda sprawling to the ground.
Speaker 3 (34:59):
Rolling with the the.
Speaker 2 (35:00):
Blow, Caboda scrambled to his feet, his vision swimming. He
shook his head, forcing the dizziness aside, and focused on
Adinoah's advancing form. Each step was deliberate, heavy, brimming with menace.
Caboda's mind raced. He couldn't match Adinoah's brute strength. He
had to be faster, sharper. When Adaoah's massive arm rose
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for another strike, Caboda feigned retreat, luring the rogue closer.
At the last moment, he ducked low and surged forward,
tackling Adahoah's waist. The impact drove them both to the
ground with a thunderous crash. Caboda clung to the rogue,
delivering rapid, calculated punches to his rib cage. Atakoah roared,
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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
off like a rag doll. Both scrambled to their feet,
battered and bloodied. Caboda's side throbbed, the pain pulling at
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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 out of Noah's arm. With a sharp twist, he
wrenched it behind the rogue's back. A sickening pop echoed
as the joint strained under Caboda's grip. Out of Noah howled,
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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,
darkness threatened to overtake him, but he fought through it,
shaking his head to clear his vision. Out of Noah
loomed above him, his fiery gaze promising death. Caboda barely
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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, Aboda noted the hitch in
ada 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 Adaoah's injured leg.
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The rogue stumbled, his balance wavering. Caboda lunged, claws raking
across ada Nooah's face. Blood streaked down the rogue's cheek
as 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
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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 thought it was over. Ada Nooah sagged, blood dripping
from countless wounds, his breaths ragged and shallow, but desperation
fueled the rogue. With a final, enraged snarl, he lashed
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out with his own uninjured arm. Caboda couldn't dodge in time.
Speaker 3 (38:03):
The rogue's claws.
Speaker 2 (38:04):
Tore across his chest, leaving deep, jagged gashes. Caboda staggered,
clutching the wound as warm blood seeped between his fingers.
His 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.
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Aut A 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.
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Relief washed over him 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.
He felt the sting of his injuries, blood trickling down
his hair, but he was alive. More importantly, his family
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was safe. With 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. He dropped to his knees, trying to slow
his heart rate. Asha and Coda watched him, their eyes
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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, but his gaze softened when
he saw Asha and Coda, his family safe. That was
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all that mattered. Asha took a tentative step forward, reaching
out to touch the deep scratch along as rib cage.
Speaker 3 (40:01):
You're hurt, she whispered.
Speaker 2 (40:03):
Caboda grunted in response, nodding slowly. It'll heal in time,
he said, 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.
Speaker 3 (40:23):
Rogue would dare to. Chapter five Recovery.
Speaker 2 (40:28):
Kboda spent the weeks that followed recovering in the cave,
his wound scabbing 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,
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Caboda stretched out his stiff limbs. The scabs had tightened
over his wounds, tugging at his skin, 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
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with you. We'll go together, he said, his voice softened
with gratitude.
Speaker 3 (41:16):
The three of us.
Speaker 2 (41:18):
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 her shoulder blades. 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 Kboda was keeping up. As they
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ventured deeper into the forest, Koboda scanned the surroundings, mentally
marking signs of animal trails, listening for any distant 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
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Asha to follow as he led them to a small
clearing where he had noticed deer tracks before. Kaboda and
Asha worked together, setting up a simple trap that used
the natural layout of the forest.
Speaker 3 (42:15):
They found a narrow.
Speaker 2 (42:16):
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
subtly drive the deer toward Asha. She moved in stealthily,
positioning herself along the trap's edge. Soon, a small deer
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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
a clean catch, and the family would eat well.
Speaker 3 (42:54):
That night.
Speaker 2 (42:56):
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. Here, I
have no choice but to be strong. Days passed and
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the forest returned to its familiar rhythm. Kaboda's wounds continued
to heal, and the knights felt peaceful once more. He
heard the distant cries of adaoah 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,
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Caboda picked up a scent that tensed his muscles. Faint
but unmistakable, the smell of humans. He gestured to Asha, who,
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
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deliberately and without the usual machinery. A distant, rhythmic thudding
echoed through the trees. Caboda's eyes narrowed as he tried
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. Marking The sound, though clumsy, set Koboda's
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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 over him. If they had come looking
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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 and stay tuned for more sasquatch
ott to see We'll be right back. After these messages,
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for hours, the rhythmic knocking continued, each sound reverberating through
the trees. Occasionally Caboda could hear faint voices among the humans,
though he couldn't understand their words. Cautious, they checked behind
trees and watched the ground as if tracking something. Days passed,
and though the humans retreated at daybreak, they returned each night,
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systematically moving through different sections of the forest, their calls
and noises filling the air. Caboda's patience thinned, but he
knew better than to act rashly. One wrong move could
reveal their presence. Asha Ever, the quiet observer collected leaves
and branches to disguise the entrance of their cave. Caboda
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helped layering moss and twigs, working together in silence to
insure their home remained hidden. As the days as went by,
they felt more concealed, though the presence of the humans
still weighed on them. Koda, though still young, seemed to
understand the need for silence, mimicking his parents as they
stayed close and quiet. Kaboda's heart swelled with pride at
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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
flashlights into the trees and tying bright orange ribbons to branches,
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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
for good. But moving now with Asha and young Koda
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would be risky. 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
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of their existence. 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
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a matter of time before Adonoah returned, or worse, that
the humans came back, more determined and organized. They had sheltered, healed,
and hunted quietly, always vigilant, but a gnawing sense of
vulnerability persisted. Kaboda could feel the threats to their family growing.
Speaker 3 (47:57):
For days.
Speaker 2 (47:58):
The two had talked late into the night, huddled in
the quiet security of their cave, discussing their options. They
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
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Koda's safety and their own peace, they would need the
strength and numbers that a larger family could offer. Kaboda
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
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valleys that had always provided ample cover and food sources.
The Hoe Clan, as they called themselves, was known for
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 Taran, who had guided their family through many seasons
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of upheaval and adaptation. The rest of the clan consisted
of younger Sasquatches, Terran's two grown sons, Eric and Varro,
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, Ryla, and Paca. Together they formed a tight
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knit group that rarely ventured beyond the.
Speaker 3 (49:28):
Protection of the elder pair. It was late.
Speaker 2 (49:30):
Afternoon when Kaboda and 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,
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muffling their steps. Birds flitted above, darting between branches, and
the sun shined through the canopy cast dappled light across
the forest floor. It was a calming contrast to the
days of tension they'd endured. As they neared the boundary
where they had last seen traces of the Hoe clan,
Kaboda paused, signaling to Asha. He let out a low
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steady rumble, a 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
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with an easy.
Speaker 3 (50:37):
Grace that belied her years.
Speaker 2 (50:39):
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. Kaboda stepped forward, respectfully, lowering his
gaze as a sign of deference. We seek your council omachi,
he replied. Our family is small and the times are
growing uncertain. We face dangers both from humans and from
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others of 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. Come, we will 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
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of the Hoe clan was gathered. Arran, the clan's patriarch,
stood up as they approached. He was a formidable presence,
taller than Omachi, with thick auburn hair and a piercing
gaze that spoke of a life shaped.
Speaker 3 (51:59):
By the wild.
Speaker 2 (52:00):
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 carried themselves in distinct ways. Eric,
the elder of the two, was a broad shouldered, contemplative
Sasquatch with a keen eye for observation. He rarely spoke,
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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
the edge of the hollow, the three juveniles, Micah, Rila,
and Paka watched Kaboda and Asha with wide eyed curiosity. Mikah,
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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 Paka, the youngest, couldn't resist inching forward,
his small form quivering with barely contained excitement. After Caboda
and Asha explained their circumstances, Taran nodded thoughtfully. The forest
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has changed 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 Adaoah, 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.
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Caboda met Terren's gaze. 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 klan
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
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a familiar name to us. He was once part of
a distant clan to the south, but his temper and
aggression drove him into exile. I do not doubt he
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
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we once considered safe. His voice trailed off, and he
glanced toward the forest, as if expecting to see a
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
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unity and shared responsibility. We protect each other and we
look out for each other's young. Kaboda felt a surge
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 4 (55:05):
They say, you don't gotta go home, but.
Speaker 5 (55:08):
You can't stay.
Speaker 4 (55:14):
I don't want to be alone. World out it, chop.
Speaker 5 (55:41):
This job, that chart everything, ride back, ride back, No
joy for me, need joy stay right there, come it
right away, Unside State State secuside still Stateside Side says.
Speaker 6 (56:25):
Side inside, inside.
Speaker 1 (56:27):
Inside stay State.
Speaker 6 (56:31):
Stills as games and games Stas sings the state basins.
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The fast state Stack insist
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