As a young boy Holland is kidnapped by pirates at the age of 5. Then thrown off of their ship and onto a mysterious island at 12. He becomes a part of the black wolf clan while there. His new friends help him escape the island and find his way back home. On their journey they meet an enemy clan, the white wolves. Holland must now help his friends destroy the white wolves and claim their the best.
I climbed down from ship and onto the dinghy. I looked toward the island as I began to row toward it. It was fairly small compared to some I’ve seen but, not as small as others. It looked like a tropical forest made up over 70% of it. I wondered if any animals were there. And the sudden thought of animals made me remember my illusion seven years ago. I wondered why but there was no reason to even bother to think about that now I had to keep my mind on the map.
By now I had already reached the shore. Now that I was there the island looked much, much bigger. So I headed in to the forest which was set on a mountain. I came to a point where I was deep enough into the trees that I couldn’t see the ship anymore. It seemed like I had searched the entire island for this map of I Am Sofa King Stupid. Ooh wait a minute I thought to myself I Am Sofa King stupid sounds like something else, I’ve never heard of that pirate anyway, who was this guy, why was he the Sofa King and did he even have any treasure or any map to it for that matter?
I went back to shore a failure but then again maybe not, there probably wasn’t ever a map this this guy’s treasure if there was any. But when I got there the ship was missing and so was my dinghy …….*sigh* Well looks like I’m stuck here I thought. So, I went back into the forest to find some where for me to sleep tonight. I’ll figure out a way off this island tomorrow. I came across a cave high up the mountain and decide to check it out and see if it was long enough for me to be hidden form the noses of animals if there were any on this island.
I had gone through that whole cave just to find it leads to another opening at the top of the mountain. I continued out of the cave and to the top anyway. Everything right infront of me was dark except for the glow of the stars and the most elegant black wolf I had ever seen.
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