INTRODUCTION: I had the habit of scribbling down tiny scenes from stories inside or on the back of sheets of paper, in light print; these were generally scenes of an objectionable nature (the earliest hints of my more adult-oriented writing). Here's one such scene from an unwritten early Manitou Island story which I've forgotten. I've never forgotten the character, but dropped her from use as she never fit into the current stories. Likely from 1991-95 (high school), as the other side of the paper has a note I took about one of my high school teachers.
As the others started preparing for the day ahead, a young Indian woman came out of her wigwam and started across the camp. As she passed, the Indians said hello politely. She nodded and smiled a little. She rarely talked and had taken the name Gray-Mouse-in-Hiding, and the others knew why. Once she had been a chief's daughter, stubborn and strong-willed. And on every occasion she could she had insulted Ocryx in some way--by throwing dead creatures into his lake, taunting him, etc. After being attacked by Ocryx out in the woods, her tribe had shunned her, so she had joined Stick-in-the-Dirt's tribe, a tribe made up mostly of stragglers and outcasts, and had taken a new name. [Note--of course, this info about Stick's tribe is no longer true.]
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