My family needed to find a land so we will have somewhere to live. The other indian tribe Cherokee kicked us out of their land due to my rude brother Benjerman. We found ourselves in front of a land called America. "Benjerman, please don't ruin this chance of life," I pleaded. He nodded. We walked on shore when suddenly, a wolf ran towards us. "AHHHHHHH!" we all screamed. The wolf jumped over us and pounded on a turkey. "Thanksgiving has passed. What's wrong?" my brother asked. My brother Benjerman could talk to animals.

Ah! A giant wolf!

You are not a cow and we are not the moon...

When the wolf howled and ran off with the turkey in it's mouth, we ran after it. The wolf ran into a tribe's camp, and dropped the turkey in front of what looked like the chief. "Good girl," he said. "Just as good as your owner." I walked up to the chief. "Hello! We are pilgrims! What is your name? I asked. "Shadow," the chief answered. "Father, who are you talking to?" asked a male voice. Suddenly, a indian boy came out of a tepee. "Who are they Father?" The boy asked. "This my son, is a pilgrim family.

"How do you know who we are?" my mother asked. "Easy. We had a pilgrim family like you, but they stole food and supplies from us, but will see if we can trust you," the chief replied. "What's your name?" the indian boy asked. "Katy. Yours?" I asked. "Springtrap. Nice to meet you!" he exclaimed, shaking my hand. I shook back. "What is your name?" Springtrap asked my brother. "Benjerman, nice to meet you ," he replied. "Child, why is your name Springtrap?" My mother asked. "A Spring-trap is a hunting tool. My father calls me great hunter," he replied. Now I understood.

The next morning, Springtrap had a sad look on his face. "What is wrong Springtrap?" I asked. "My wolf Shelaila is gone," he answered. I tugged on his hand. "Let's go, we'll find her together," I said, smiling. We ran into the woods. Then we stopped, out of breath. Springtrap started to cry. "My wolf is gone!" He cried. I gave him a hug. " We'll find her," I said, trying to cheer him up. "I just wanted to hear her bark one more time," he cried again. Suddenly, we heard a howl. "What the?" we said at the same time. "Hello?" I said. When we saw what it was, we were relived.