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Welcome to my first Historical Fantasy twist of Last of the Mohicans ; an Alternate Universe and Alternate History that introduces Magic and beings of Myth/Legend. This is also my first Historical Romance mixed with Adultfic; combing a historical movie and historical movie will be interesting with some inspiration from other Fanfic stories.

I do not own the characters of The Last of the Mohicans: A Narrative of 1757 and 1992 Adaptation Movie; The Last of the Mohicans . They belong to James Fenimore Cooper (1840) and movie adaptation by John L. Balderston, Paul Perez and Daniel Moore.

I am borrowing the song All is Found from 2019 Disney film, Frozen II ; I am using Kacey Musgraves' version.

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Two young girls, one was dark-haired and the other blond-haired, sisters by blood were playing in the meadow and woods. They escaped their Nurse for an adventure and to enjoy being children as much as they can.

Cora and Alice Munro were half-sisters, and they were close as two peas in a pod; they carried baskets and they were being filled with wildflowers that the sisters had been gathering. The sisters were soon walking through the woods and they were picking more flowers, they even gathered a few stones and pinecones, and discussing on making a wreath.

But all that changed when the sisters came upon two bodies burning; the fire blazed high as it burned and strangely it never once spread. Cora and Alice could make out that the bodies were human yet they could not tell what happened or who they were.

The sisters stayed in silent vigil and gave prayers for the poor souls to find peace until the fire died, and left behind a pile of ashes. The Munro sisters did not want to leave the ashes behind; Alice emptied her basket into Cora's and the sisters began gathering the ashes.

Suddenly the young girls heard a sound and from the ashes came a chick covered in soot. Gently picking the baby bird up; young Alice used her shawl to gently brush ash from the chick's body.

The sisters found the chick pretty with golden down feathers and they were mesmerized by the bird's vivid blue eyes. The chick was soon resting in Alice's shawl among the flowers edged with pinecones and stones.

Cora carried the basket with the chick and Alice carried the basket of ashes; both sisters did not realize the precious miracle they had or the kind of future they'll soon create…