The Hooman Saga Begins
A human escapes and returns to Earth. She needs help to survive. But fainted once she got the escape pod's hatch open. When she came to, she found a large wolf staring at her. Speaking in her mind...
Tig heard the screams in his mind.
Someone falling from a great height. From inside that smoking, red-orange meteor headed toward them. He saw it coming from the bleached-white rock cliffs he stood on.
Then he heard the sonic booms with the roar of a meteor burning through the atmosphere.
The crash, the quakes, and the flames. But no explosion.
Tig then did what he shouldn't have. He didn't do what “normal” wolves do.
There was a fire. If it spread, his pack could be in danger.
He knew that if the fire got out of control, it could ultimately reach the valley his pack lived in. He ran toward the fire, toward the meteor strike. Not that he could put it out — but he needed to know.
- - - -
When he arrived. He was relieved to find the only thing burning was an old snag. Nothing around it but rocks.
But this meteor was a strange one. They were used to meteors.
This meteor left a streak. It didn't come down and explode.
This one had screamed in his mind.
He looked back where it came from. It left a trail and he could see it coming down off the mountain. It had bounced and skipped and then skidded to where it stopped against that old tree. It wasn't burning up, as the other ones did. The descent had burnt off most of what surrounded it, leaving a smooth surface. Scratched and seared, but not pitted like a cinder.
Tig's curiosity kept him going closer. It was either going to explode or not.
Suddenly something popped and opened a hole in its side. Tig froze. He couldn't see what it was clearly through the smoke.
- - - -
Sue knew it was a rough landing. She felt sorry for the cyborg pilot Ben who was more part of the equipment than he was alive. Still, she felt for everything that lived, whether stuck in machinery or able to move around on its own. Sue remembered her cats, parakeets, fish — the one’s she’d left on the moon base. They'd look at her like they wanted to tell her something, and she wanted to say something to them. She didn't know the right way to tell them, the right words to use.
But she shook her head to clear her senses. As she swung the bar on the hatch, it just hissed open. The acrid air of a tree burning nearby flowed into the cabin. Clouds of smoke.
She started coughing as she came out climbing up over the seats and the control panel. She knew she had to get air. One arm up. Get her shoulders up. Keep scrambling. Couldn't see very well. The smoke stung her eyes.
She knew it was more blue in that direction so she kept climbing. Had to get out. She lifted herself up until she was able to lean over at the waist across the opening, and at last breathe in some fresh air.
Then everything went black...
(From the back cover blurb.)
This introduces a new serial.
An escaped human girl meeting the new alpha species left on planet Earth - wolves.
There is a great deal of backstory to unpack — all in due time.
There are over 30 short chapters in this book. I hope to bring them to you a couple or few at a time. So it won’t take all year to tell this story.
For now, set your calendar to keep track of these new adventures. Every Saturday.
UPDATE:
Now we have the entire Table of Contents for you:
My thought was to read the series on Substack, but then I read this back-of-the-book blurb.
I just purchased Book One (‘cause ya gotta start at the beginning) and Book Two. I’ll read them on my trans-Pacific flight next Tuesday.
Thanks and good luck on the tiny homestead.