Little Jungle Girls

Little Jungle Girls 6

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Little Jungle Girls
Part 6 Saving private Peron
By Artic fox

Betty worked a feverish pace to weave the vines and finish the liter quickly, she know Peron had to get back to the village as soon as possible. Their was an adrenaline rush she had never experience before. She figured it was due to the life or death situation they all had been thrust into. “Get me some more vines.” She ordered Limp dick who grabbed the machete and started hacking like he had seen Betty do. “Autumn talk to Peron.”

Her sister amazon nodded and knelt down next to the wounded and bleeding boy. She took his hand and smiled at him. He was still sobbing gently, the pain was so bad, his leg was throbbing from the snake bite. The eight year old girl was not sure what to do so she followed Leeosa's led and tried to be calming as well as supportive. She began talking to him to at least get his mind off his leg. “When we get back I'm sure Jetlia will let you have your name back Peron. It's important to know we're doing everything to help.”

Sniffling he asked if it was a poison snake. “No that was an anaconda, it was going to squeeze and
crush you. No poison.” He nodded, maybe he was going to live. “As soon as Leeosa gets back to the village Jetlia will race out here. Don't worry we brownies have not last a boy in 120 years. You're going to be OK.” She squeezed his hand gently. He nodded with a grimace still tearing up from the pain. He asked what happened to that boy. Autumn hesitated to tell him but did. “He fell in the river. The crocks got him.” She lowered her head. Their was no greater failure then losing a boy in your charge. The girl suddenly felt galvanized and said, “We're not going to lose you Peron, I promise. Just be brave for me.” Somehow the confidence was transferred to Peron and he felt for the first time like he would be OK. He believed her and squeezed her hand back. He even managed a smile that quickly changed back to pain. Another tear ran down his dirt smeared cheek. Autumn felt so close to him at this moment. Dispite the pain all he could think was, she's so pretty.

“Why didn't you kill him? Be easy with the machetes.”

“It was a girl snake. We don't kill unless we have to. It was just hungry and trying to survive, kinda like us. We try to live in harmony with nature not dominate it. We only kill if we have to. Like next week we'll be going on a boar hunt. Well not you. You need to recover first.” Autumn looked down, doing her best to be positive. Take his mind off this terrible situation. She was just ten feet behind him, it could have been her the snake grabbed.

Big Betty's fingers were working fast as she could make them. The boy returned with an arm full of vines. He put them next to her and said. “I earned a badge for knot tying, can I help?” She looked up and saw the concern in his face. He was as worried as any of them. This was the most serious situation he'd ever found himself in and while it had taken a few minutes to sink in he wanted desperately to save his friend. He was the one who had recruited Peron into the scouts. By now Betty had most of the cross vines laid and was ready to move onto the long vines running up and down the make shift stretcher.

“OK.” Betty got instructional. “Tie the vine off on the top and weave it through like this.” She showed him the simple weaving method. “Don't make it too loose.” He nodded got down on his knees across from her and began to mimic what she was doing. “We get five on these strands up and down the liter and and we can leave.” After a minute she added. “Make it tighter so the weight is evenly spread out. Be easier to carry him 12A .” He nodded then realized what she called him. He smiled a bit and focused on his hands. “When you get to the end cut it off and I'll tie it.”

It took another five minutes before they were done. As she was tying off the last few vines, Betty told him to chop off the fat thick leaves of a bush she pointed to. “Get a dozen big leaves.” The big leaves were laid on the stretcher for both comfort and stability. Five minutes later the four kids set out for the village. Betty and the boy carrying the liter while Autumn took point. The going was slow but steady.

After running off Leeosa and Raul broke into a jog. Leeosa had no doubt she could run almost the entire was back, she didn't think he had the stamina. So she did not set a brisk pace, of course the terrain was not easy. Loose dirt, sharp rocks, roots that seemed to grow out of the ground just high enough to trip someone. Raul stumbled a lot but never fell. Her feet seemed to glide over the jungle floor, rarely did she miss a step. When she did, she was usually looking back to check on Raul. He kept up for the first mile then needed a breathier. He sat on a big rock inhaling deeply. He looked at her flat belly to see if she was breathing half as much as him, nope. Then his eyes looked up at her bare chest. He gave it a good look for the first time. At eleven Leeosa was beginning to blossom. Her breasts were wide and sloped slightly to her nipples. Raul could not help thinking how they would taste.

Leeosa noticed his stare. “Getting a good look?” She asked sarcastically. He shook his head embarrassed and looked away, then down.

“It's just well...” He trailed off.

“Well what, spit it out.” She had a commanding tone. He felt compelled to answer. The way she changed the tone of her voice added something to her words.

“It's just that you girls are all so pretty. Cute faces, very athletic and smart.” He frowned after the honest answer. Kept looking down and blushed a little. “How can we not be attracted to you?” He asked in a soft voice.

She laughed, yea she and her sisters were totally hot and they knew it. “Guess we can't blame you too much. You ready, we veer off the main path just ahead and go right.” Raul took a last few deep breaths and stood up nodding. “This next leg won't be as long.” They ran off again.

The pace was a bit slower, the path was less well traveled and they had to push a lot of foliage out of their way. They moved too fast for machetes. Going down a sight incline Raul heard water from the small river they had crossed on the way out. This short cut would reduce their route by over a mile, except there was no fat log laying across the river to use as a bridge. They would have to cross by other means.

When they got to the river bank, it was a small tributary about 40 feet across and not much current either. Raul counted three crocodiles and looked for a canoe or some way to cross. “How we getting over. I'm not swimming.” He stated in fear pointing to the crocks.

“We're taking the high road.” Leeosa laughed and pointed up to a tree she was standing next to. He looked up and saw a small platform about 15 feet up. She started climbing. He looked up again and had the most perfect view of the most perfect butt he had ever saw. He could see the dimples on her butt cheeks expand and shrink as she climbed and used those muscles. There was no time to drool, she climbed too fast and was out of site, around the trunk. Shaking his head clear, Raul followed. Several spikes had been driven into the tree trunk making the assent fast. Leeosa was standing on the platform, two thick vines were hung over a broken branch.

“We're going to swing across.” She told him. “I'll go first, see this notch.” She pointed to the vines. He nodded. “Hold on here. Hold tight, when you first get out your body weight will stretch out the vine a few inches so you'll drop suddenly. It's not breaking which is what most people think don't let go. Swing your legs like I do.” She saw his self doubt as he looked at the crocks floating around waiting for dinner to drop out of the trees. “Raul you were the first boy up the rope. I know you can do this.”

“Me Tarzan you Jane.” He commented sarcastically. She looked at him with a puzzled expression. “A book I read in school by Edgar Rice Burroughs. I barely made it up the rope.”

“I know I was there. But you did make it and you've done it a bunch of times since. Just hold on for dear life. Keep your eyes on the platform.” She smiled and pulled one vine down, getting a good grip she kissed Raul on the cheek. “Just for good luck.” Then pushed herself off. The vine did stretch he saw the slight drop. Then she was out over the river, her legs swinging gracefully toes pointed like some Olympic athlete, adding to the pendulum effect. In a second she was standing on the other side. Waving her arm, Leeosa said, “Come on keep your legs together.”

Taking a deep breath he took the vine down and grabbed it as tight as he could. This was either the bravest or dumbest thing he'd even done the boy thought. “Look at me.” Leeosa shouted. “Keep your eyes on the platform as you swing, your feet will land where you look.” Focusing on her, he nodded and pushed off. He was jarred good the second he was off the platform. Using his legs like when riding a swing he centered on Leeosa and the platform. Raising his feet he got them on the wood and she holding the tree with one hand used her other arm to catch his lower back and pull him on safely. His heart pounding away in fear. “That was good.” She told him. The boy's knees were shaking the whole climb down and once he was on the ground.

“God I never did anything like that before. Thank you.” He said looking into her blue eyes. Leeosa was the only blond in the brownie troop, her hair was cut short like a pixie. Two other brownies were red heads the rest had brown or dark hair like Jetlia. “We rest for a minute?” He asked. She was ready to go but held up. They had to stick together, she nodded. Best if they could do the last leg in one shot she figured. “You swung across like a goddess Leeosa. All you girls like that? So graceful?”

She smiled enchantingly and nodded. ”Yes we begin training when very young. Easy stuff at first, tumbling, then acrobatics with exercise mixed in. Amazons have been living like this since they first came across the ocean from Greece 2000 years ago. They knew they could never get away from the world of violent men in Africa, or Asia. So they came west following the ancient trade routes over the Atlantic. North America was too open and easily accessible except the far far north. But that is too barren to support anything except small settlements. Plus its way too cold for us.” She laughed slightly. “Here it's warm all year, the plants grow fast and we can harvest year round almost.” She gave him a short history of her people. Raul listen intently it all sounded so reasonable and different from the history he'd been taught. Like some hidden history. For the first time he did not miss his home and began to understand his captures. “You ready?” They dashed off mostly rested.

It was not long before Leeosa began to recognize the landmarks as they drew near the village. She said they were getting close. They smelled smoke ahead from the fire pit. Then after cresting a hill they saw the huts. Leeosa sprinted ahead and jumped the two foot high fence that surrounded their home. The fence was meant to keep out critters, most of whom just went around the barrier. She began shouting for Jetlia the second she was inside the fence and ran to the main hut. A dozen or so kids were there and gathered around as the queen came out of the cabin with Kaitlin and another girl.

Breathing deep she started telling everyone what happen. Jetlia understood in an instant but let her sister finish. “The bite is a lot worse then any I've ever seen really deep. That snake hung on tight for like two minutes.” Leeosa summed up at the end.

Taking command as she was trained, the queen began issuing orders. “Kaitlin you're in charge till we return. Quora pick three older boys to come with us and bring extra water. I'll get the medicine bag.” She went back in the hut as the kids all began to talk about it. Then Raul stumbled in tired as ever. In a minute it was all sorted out and the five hurried off. Took them half an hour to reach the river on the main path. Running for ten minutes till the boys had to rest for a few, then they'd resume jogging.

After crossing the river on the log bridge they found Betty and the others just a few hundred yards from the river's edge. All of them were very tired, switching who was carrying the liter as they went along still made their arms feel like they were getting pulled out. No one complained, Peron was suffering far worse.

On her knees aside the stretcher, Jetlia gave the boy small vile to drink. “This is for the pain but it will take a little while. It tastes real bad please don't spit it out.” He drank it and gagged fighting the reflex to puke. Then she removed the blood soaked bandage and examined the wound. The snake had bitten deep. With water she cleaned out the wound being careful. Noticing the mob watching she said, “Give him air, check the area for more creatures.” The crowd broke up giving Peron some privacy.

“Can Autumn stay?” Peron asked. Jetlia nodded. Autumn knelt down next to him and watched Jetlia. Loosening the tourniquet Jetlia let the leg bleed out a little getting circulation back into the leg. Then she cleaned it again. Peron was up on his elbows watching, he'd gotten a little use to the pain. Then she applied a salve saying it would help keep the wound clean. Last thing before a new bandage was an ointment for the pain. The operation was over quickly but Jetlia knew a fever was coming as his body fought the infection. It would be days before they knew if he would live. Or if the snake's mouth too filled with disease. Reptiles rarely brush.

Getting over the bridge with the wide load was the hardest part. Then Three boys and Jetlia carried the liter the rest of way back. Peron stared up at the foliage as they carried him, trying not to break out in tears again. He wished the medicines would work faster, his leg throbbed painfully. He wanted to think he was lucky the girls knew just what to do. He'd be dead if not for them. But if they had not kidnapped him in the first place he'd be in school now, not a snake's meal. His feelings were very mixed and he could only stew in them.

Upon reaching the village everyone wanted to see Peron but Jetlia had him hustled into her chambers. They brought in food for him as he got comfortable in her bed. No she was not in it with him. She told him what was going to happen next. He was going to get feverish as his body fought the infection. She promised their would always be someone with him. He listened carefully realized there would some hard days ahead. “The human body is an amazing thing. We just have to help it along from time to time.” Jetlia told him. She changed the bandage again and loosened the tourniquet for a minute to get blood into the leg. She noticed the bleeding had not stopped but was less then before.

She applied pressure to the wound while the blood was flowing so minimize blood lose. “It looks a little better.” She told him. After replacing the bandage she asked if he wanted visitors. Told him everyone wants to help. By now the pain medicines were working and he seemed OK with short visits. Then he asked if Autumn could sit with him first. Jetlia smiled and nodded.

Kids in small groups were allowed in to see Peron but only for few minutes. Everyone knew he would need rest more then anything. Their was no grappling in the pit that night a somber serious tone had taken over. The kids talked much less all worried for their friend and for the first time the boys cages were left unlocked for the entire night.

Peron began to grow feverish during the night. Jetlia could see the impact on morale both boys and girls. She knew doing was better then thinking so she got everyone back in the daily routine. Half hour of exercise, rope climbing practice. She would let a few kids at time in to see Peron but just for a short while. Putting rocks in the fire to heat up they placed them under his bed to help keep him warm. A very melancholy mood over took the village.

Jetlia sent all the gathering parties on longer then usual trips to keep them as busy as possible. It only helped a little, even as the kids walked they thought of their injured friend. Everyone wished they could do more and felt helpless because they could not. The queen, Tamara and Autumn stayed at the village with two boys. Each one getting a chance to sit with Peron. He was sweating, tossing and turning. Kids were having to straighten his blanket every few minutes, putting cold wet clothe across his forehead. The stress level was very high.

That night the pit was reopened. Jetlia decided to change the parameters as a distraction. She put her two smallest warriors in the pit with 12B who after chubby was the heaviest boy. She told them to be especially rough. The young Amazon brownies knew just what to do. Working together they stalked the bigger boy. Most of the boys were allowed to watch, before a similar fate would befall them as well. Autumn and a seven year old named Calli flanked the bigger boy and slowly stepped toward the scout. Inching closer Calli reached for his right arm trying to grab it and get his attention. As he slapped her hands away Autumn squatted down and spun. She flashed her foot out to swept his left leg out from under him at the ankle. He fell over backwards hitting the ground hard. Both girls jumped him Calli drilling her elbow into his belly as Autumn grabbed his left wrist with both hands. The blow to his gut made 12B all limp and weak for a few seconds. Girls took immediate advantage. Stretching the boy's arm Autumn took his fingers and used them to bend his wrist back and applied a simple wrist lock to immobilize his arm. Then she put her knee on his bicep. Her sister could finish him.

Calli mounted the boy sitting on his belly and attacked his free arm. He was yet to recover from hitting the ground or the belly shot. She grabbed his wrist with both hands and slowly overpowered the bigger boy forcing his arm under her leg and pinning it there against his side. Grabbing his shoulders with both hands she applied a cross arm choke. Leaning forward and pressing down through her elbows she choked the older boy. His feet began to kick and he tried to bounce her off but Calli had curled her feet under so he could not toss her off. Autumn told him to hold still and submit. For a few seconds he did, relaxing for the girls but survival instinct took over and he went back to thrashing around. The brownies held tough and his struggles began to fade rapidly as she made him pass out. Then he stopped moving. Holding him for a few seconds the girls were satisfied he was indeed unconscious.

Many of the brownies smiled as the success of their sisters. A few cheered them. Building confidence in the girls was a primary objective of this isolation from the Amazon community. The boys were all stunned. Their friend did not even last a minute against the youngest and smallest of the girls. As custom dictated Autumn and Calli rolled the choked out boy onto his belly and dragged him from the pit face down getting plenty of loose dirt up his nose. Then hugged each other. The scouts all swallowed hard suspecting they would all be getting dragged out face down. And just when they thought they had achieved a level of respect.

Jetlia picked chubby next and let two nine years old Tamara and Emzaden go up against him. Petty got up reluctantly a little afraid and stepped into the pit. Kaitlin took his arm for a second and whispered in his ear. “Fight back, make them work for it.” He frowned at the words and was half ready to let them take him, but now. He had to obey Kaitlin and felt more determined in his gut as he reached the center of the fighting pit. Of course Kaitlin understood her sisters would learn more if the male resists rather then, an easy victory. Secretly she hoped the girls would not be too hard on him.

Again the brownies got to either side of their prey. Petty expected it and after a second turned on Tamara and charged her. Surprise was with him and he got both arms around her and using his weight dropped on the ground crushing the younger girl under him and getting her to scream. Emzaden was surprised to and moved to jump on his back, but he rolled off and she almost jumped on Tamara. “Yea Petty.” One boy yelled. Chubby rolled again but up to his knees and faced Emzaden while Tamara covered up her stomach and curled into a ball from the boy's attack. All the brownies were stunned at the turn of events. What if the boy won?

Emzaden let her training take over. She tried circling him to get behind. On her feet made her faster she knew but he spun around quickly. So she reversed direction and he could not stop and reverse which left his back wide open. She jumped in pulling his forehead back with her left hand and lifted his chin. Speed of light she got her right arm around his throat and folded her left arm over it locking him into a rear naked choke. Wrapping her legs about his middle helped her manage his body and he fell forward. Seeing Tamara still down enraged Emzaden and cranked up the choke hold, bulging out her arm muscles to squeeze the arteries feeding his brain and cut off all the blood flow. Chubby pulled on her arms but could not budge them. The girl rolled them both over so she was under him with arms and legs wrapped around the boy. He kicked with his legs and wanted to twist out but she held on.

By now Tamara was was getting up and was really pissed. Her ribs still hurt from his body weight. She slammed the palm of her hand into his balls trying to drive them back into his abdomen. The scout screeched loudly at the ball busting move. Then Tamara sat on his belly and grabbed his wrists so he could not interfere with Emzaden choke hold. It tool a few more seconds but he began to slow down and get weak. Both girls could feel his body getting soft and knew they had him. Suddenly like 12B Chubby stopped moving and submitted to the young warriors. Untangling themselves the girls rolled him on his belly and by the ankles dragged him out of the pit. They laid his body next to 12B who was just starting to come around.

The brownies cheered and asked if Tamara was OK? She nodded but moved gingerly, her ribs still hurt. Next match Jetlia selected the boy who had cheered chubby on, 10B. Kaitlin volunteered and stepped into the arena. The boy lasted 21 seconds. Jetlia's lieutenant took his right arm pushed his left away and jumped up wrapping her legs around his neck and right arm for a flying triangle. Crossing her ankles and twisting her hips snapped the boy down on his side and he had no clue what to do. She pulled his arm and head further into her triangle while curling her right leg around his head and getting her ankle behind her other knee. He knew he was done and laid still. The girls rock hard thighs choked the boy out, people hardly had time to blink. Too bad Petty was out cold and didn't see it. Getting up Kaitlin pulled the boy out of the pit, clearing it for the next match. Not one boy spoke after seeing that. These girls were deadly.

Jetlia picked boy after boy to face her sisters in combat. Every time the boy was quickly overpowered and put to sleep. No one accepted a surrender or tap out. It seemed cruel but Jetlia wanted the boys to all be nursing their wounds so they would not worry about Peron. The girls would gain confidence from the fighting and be able to distance themselves from the guilt over how close they came to losing a boy. Morale was very important right now. As leader the emotional well-being of her tribe was also apart of her responsibility. It was all very psychological.

Part 7 – It takes a bigger village.

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