Kenai was running through the forests towards the open landscape before him. The wind ruffled through his dark hair and his leather clothes felt warm against his skin as he ran. But he could not stop now. He had to find his brother first.
His dark eyes scanned the landscape before him, trying to find any trace of his brother or the bear. But so far everything was quiet.
He could no longer hear Denahi behind him, but that didn't stop him. He HAD to find Sitka before the bear found him. Kenai prayed to the spirits that Sitka was still alive...
How could this happen?
Oh, he knew how this had happened, and he knew his own blame in it. If he hadn't started chasing that bear none of this would have happened. They could have been at home in the village, enjoying their grilled fish, the company of the other villagers and be happy. But no, thanks to his thick head he was now running around in the wilderness as he searched for his brother's body in the river...
Wilderness... Where was he? Looking around, Kenai did no longer know where he was. He saw open plainlands where the forest ended, and something that appeared to be a village not too far away. But at the moment nothing of this mattered anymore. He did not have time to worry for his tired feet or his hungry belly. He had to find his brother before it was too late...
Pocahontas was out in the cornfield picking the crop with some other women from the tribe. The harvest had come and they had to prepare for winter. Everyone worked quickly, humming tunes to make the work go smoother.
The indian princess paused as she set down her full basket, a shrill cry shaking the air around them. It sounded like someone calling a name, a name that was not known in this tribe. The other women muttered to themselves, worried that a neighboring tribe had come to steal their food. It was not uncommon in this harsh land as everyone had to protect their own.
Listening again, Pocahontas turned to the direction the voice came from. It did not seem that far away and the person that was calling appeared to be in distress. Should she go investigate or stay where it was safe in the village? The warriors could handle this, couldn't they?
But Meeko, her ever-curious little friend, decided for her and Pocahontas gasped as he began running towards the voice. Left with no choice, she dashed after him, following the creature to the edge of the woods. The plains beyond looked quiet, but she could see a figure running in their direction.
"Meeko, come back!" she cried, entering the open land as she tried to catch up with the disobedient raccoon.
Unsure of where he was, Kenai decided to walk towards the village he saw in the distance. Further ahead of him, a bit to the left, he could see a cornfield - and someone working very hard to harvest the crops. In his own tribe they were hunters and gatherers. Watching this peaceful people he wished his brothers were here and could see them - especially Denahi. He could really need a lesson in how to be peaceful.
But first I have to find them, he thought, looking towards the sky. Especially Sitka. Oh Sitka, where are you? Please be safe...
The only answer he got was a light breeze gently ruffling his hair. He sighed heavily and continued his walk through the forest. He was still in the forest, but the distance between the trees were larger here, a certain sign that he soon had reached the end of the forest. He could already see the plainlands before him - even if he could not see any sign of Sitka. But he could see the tiny village he had seen on a distance. It was much closer now, so close that he could reach it before nightfall.
When he came closer his heart fell when he saw there were guards outside the village - tall, strong men with bronzed skin and long, dark hair, each of them equipped with sharp spears. Just when he wondered if he should walk over and say something to them he heard a chattering sound behind him.
"Huh? Who said that?" he said. There was nobody there, and for a moment he thought someone were pulling pranks on him. Perhaps Denahi had finally caught up with him and tried to be funny?
"It's not funny, Denahi - come out!" he called.
There was no answer, but he heard some rustling in the bushes. A sneaky smile crept over Kenai's face. Just because Denahi's totem was the wise wolf he thought he could outsmart him? But Kenai was determined to show his brother that he was not to be fooled. The inuit crouched behind the bushes and quietly began following the sound - just like when he was out hunting with his brothers and they were tracking their prey.
This prey however was not very quiet, and Kenai wondered if Denahi thought his brother so thick-headed that he needed to be led to the prey. Sneaking quietly through the underbrush Kenai snuck up behind who he thought was Denahi and pounced.
"GOT YOU!" he called out in triumph as he threw himself over his prey and tackled it to the ground.
Pocahontas ran forward as fast as she could, her eyes following the bounce of Meeko's striped tail as it weaved in and out of the brush. Whatever the creature was chasing, the indian hoped it was worth all the trouble.
Reaching the end of the trees, Pocahontas looked back at the village. She knew the warriors would come looking for her if she was gone too long but she had to make sure that Meeko was safe. Glancing back at the trail, she saw the grass was quiet. She had lost sight of her friend!
Pocahontas was about to turn back when she heard a voice nearby. Walking in that direction, she was shocked to see a man peering into a bush. Before she could speak to him, he leap to the ground, tackling something in the growth. The indian's eyes widened as she heart Meeko's terrified screams.
In an instant, she grabbed a fallen branch from the path nearby and held it up. "Release him!" she demanded. "Let my friend go!"
Rolling around on the ground with his prey, Kenai noticed that Denahi had rather shrinked since last he saw him. His colors seemed somehow different too, and he did not normally make such puny squeaks when he was tackled to the ground. And... did he just see a striped tail?
"Hey - you're not Denahi!" he burst out as he looked down in the terrified face of the little raccoon.
At that moment he heard a female voice behind him, and he turned around to face her, the racoon still squirming in his hands. He saw a beautiful young woman before him. She held a branch in her hands as she ordered him to release her friend.
Kenai looked sheepishly at the little racoon, setting it gently down on the ground. "I am sorry," he said. "I thought he was my brother Denahi - only Denahi is a tad bigger... I hope your friend is unharmed..."
Pocahontas watched as the man looked at the creature he had caught. Meeko looked around in fear, a trait that was not normal for the laid-back raccoon. He pressed down on the large hands around his waist, wiggling as much as he could to get loose.
As the man looked at her, she held her stick a little higher, worried that he would attack. He was dressed in winter clothing, his face much wider than her own people. Around his neck was the carving of a bear, strung on a leather strap. It was clear at a glance that he was not from her tribe . . . and not from around here.
When Meeko was released, Pocahontas knelt down and drew him in her arms. The raccoon chattered intensely as he scurried up her arm and settled on her shoulder. The woman smiled at him and scratched his head. She knew the animal would be very dramatic for a while, but Pocahontas knew that he was unharmed.
Glancing over at the man, she rose to her feet again. "Who are you? We have no Denahi here."
Kenai could see the fear in the eyes of the little creature he had caught, and already he felt bad for scaring it like he had done. If Denahi had been here now he would have teased him relentlessly, calling him soft. But even so, Kenai could not bring himself to harm the little animal who wiggled so much in his hands.
Looking over at the young woman before him, he noticed that she was very beautiful, with long dark hair flowing freely from her shoulders. She did not dress like the women had done in his village, and her face was smaller than his people - smaller, and also more attractive. He took a moment to admire her beauty before he once more returned his thoughts to the reason he was here: finding his two brothers.
He watched in silence as the little animal scurried up in the woman's arms. The woman smiled, and for a moment he felt a strange warmth in his heart that had never been there before. A tiny smile crept over his own face for a moment, before he once more forced himself to focus on his brothers.
When the woman rose to her feet, Kenai bowed deeply in the greeting typical for his people. "I am Kenai," he introduced himself. "I come from a land of frost and ice, further to the north. I have two brothers, Denahi and Sitka, and we were chasing after a bear. I got in trouble as always, and Denahi and Sitka tried to save me. The last I saw of Sitka was his body falling of the cliff and into the water masses. Denahi and I went to search for him, but now I seem to have lost them both. You wouldn't happen to have seen any strangers in the area?"
Pocahontas paused as the strange man bowed to her, his formality strangely becoming. He seemed to be a funny character, but she could also see that he was worried. Her people were not hostile to strangers and she hoped that they could help the boy on his journey.
"My name is Pocahontas," she answered with a smile. She listened to the man's trouble and her eyes shown when he spoke of loosing his brothers. "Oh, how terrible," she said. "I lost my mother when I was very little. This necklace is all I have left of her," she added, touching the stones around her throat.
As the boy finished his story, Pocahontas shook her head. "You are the only stranger that I have seen," she confessed. "Perhaps the warriors can help you search? Come, we will go to the village before the sun sets."
Turning, she took Kenai's hand and lead him towards home. Reaching the edge of the clearing, she saw the warriors waiting at the edge of the village. They whispered quickly to themselves as Pocahontas approached.
"Champa Wingapo," the woman called, giving the men a smile. She could see from their eyes that they would not admit the stranger without an observation.
"Who is this that you bring with you? A new prisoner?"
"He is a friend who is separated from his family. I wish him to speak with the chief about his troubles. He is in need of a place to stay until he can journey on."
The men smiled a little and muttered in their own language. "He may pass, princess, but Kococum will not approve of his future bride taking the hand of another man."
Kenai had party expected the girl to hit him with her branch when he greeted her - after all, he had just assaulted what appeared to be her pet. But strangely enough she smiled instead, and introduced herself as Pocahontas. Her smile felt like a ray of sun breaking through the clouds in the midst of a snowstorm and took his breath away.
His eyes filled with compassion when she spoke of losing her mother as a small child. "It is a very beautiful necklace," he said as he admired the stones around her throat. "I am sorry for your loss - I know how it feels to grow up without a mother. My parents went out in their canoe to fish one Spring and never returned. Some other men from our tribe returned a few weeks later with a broken canoe. We think they were caught in the Spring flood and drowned. My oldest brother Sitka has been looking after me and Denahi since our parents died..."
A clear look of worry washed over his face as Pocahontas said he was the only stranger she had seen. He hesitated for a moment when she suggested he could come with her to the village. Would they accept a stranger here? Still, he knew he had little choice. He did not know these lands, and would be unable to find out where to search for his brothers. "Thank you, my friend," he said shyly. "It is very kind. I just hope I won't be of any trouble..."
A puzzled look washed over his face when the young woman took his hand and started leading him away. Living the rough life of a hunter he had never known a girl his own age before - especially none as sweet as this one. He followed her without hesitation, but his footsteps slowed when they reached the edge of the clearing and saw the warriors. He felt a bit nervous about the way they stared at him, but tried to offer a friendly smile.
When the woman introduced him as a friend, he bowed politely to the guards, the way they greeted strangers in his own tribe. "My name is Kenai," he introduced himself. "I come from the lands further north. Nice to meet you."
His heart fell a little when he hard them speaking of a certain Kococum - who appeared to the the future husband of the young woman. He reluctantly released her hand, not wishing to cause any trouble for his beautiful hostess. "I didn't mean to cause any trouble," he said. "I'm sorry if I did something wrong..."
Post by Pocahontas on Apr 11, 2015 12:40:15 GMT -5
Pocahontas smiled softly when Kenai complemented her necklace. “It was a gift from my father on their wedding day. He wishes me to wear it at my own . . . one day.”
Hearing about the tragic way that his parents had died, the indian lowered her head in respect. “My mother was carried away in a raid,” she explained. She was trying to help the other women when she was injured. My father tried to help her but it was too late. He swore revenge since then and has been vigilant on our borders. I think the watch has helped him to heal, the chance to see those men again gives him purpose.”
The warrior's chuckled at Kenai's introduction, whispering to one another about his stocky build and child-like face. Pocahontas was not pleased by this behavior and pulled the visitor closer. “Màdjà!” snapped the woman, her eyes glaring at the warriors. “If you have nothing better to do than mock a friend, I will speak with the chief about increasing your training. As for my marital status, you have no need to talk about it. Go about your work!”
Pocahontas noticed how Kenai pulled out of her grasp and she smiled at him. Waving with her hand, she lead him to a nearby hut that was unoccupied. “You may stay here until my father can see you,” she told him. “There is water and food if you have need. I will speak with the warriors about letting you stay in their hut.”
She paused as she turned to leave, the hide curtain half drooped. “Our friendship will not cause you trouble, Kenai,” she explained. “The marriage to Kocoum is my father's wish, but my heart is not his. I wish to take another path.”
Worried that she had said to much, the princess released the hide curtain and walked away.
Kenai smiled when Pocahontas spoke of the necklace as a gift from her father to her mother on their wedding day. Mesmerized by her beautiful face he blurted out. "I am surprised you are not married already..." He blushed when he realized what he said and cursed himself for his words.
Oh, Denahi would tease him for this - he could already hear his brother's words as he danced around him and spreading flower petals: Kenai loves me, Kenai loves me not...
Shocked by his own behavior the Inuit opened his mouth to try to save face, only what came out next only made the situation worse: "...I mean, a beautiful woman like you..."
He lowered his head in respect when he heard how Pocahontas's mother had died in a raid. Clearly the mother had been every bit as brave as the daughter. Kenai wondered if Pocahontas had also inherited her mother's beauty...
"I can feel your father's pain," he said quietly. "It was a bear stealing fish from our tribe who caused me to go on a silly bear hunt - and because of that my oldest brother Sitka is now missing. I don't know if he lives or if he is dead. If I see that bear again I swear I will take revenge for my brother..."
Standing in front of the warriors he looked up at them with round eyes when they chuckled at his introduction. For a moment he wondered if he had said anything wrong and was about to apologize, but before he could do so, Pocahontas snapped at them and ordered them to go about their work.
A goofy smile lit up his face when Pocahontas smiled at him, and when she waved with her hand he followed her without fear or hesitation. He would have followed her into a trap if she wanted him to - only to see a smile on her beautiful face. Stepping inside the hut she offered him, he sent her a grateful smile. "You have been very kind to me," he said gently. "More than I could expect after how I behaved when we first met. Thank you. I hope your little friend was not injured when I caught him, and that he will find in his heart to forgive me one day..."
He admired her graceful shape as she turned to leave, a stinge in his heart by the thought that she was promised to another man. But seeing how beautiful she was he should not be surprised - any man would be proud to have her as his wife...
He lowered his head when he heard her words about their friendship, his heart skipping a beat. Was he hearing what he thought he heard? She did not wish this marriage to Kocoum? He blushed fiercely as he studied his boots as if he had never seen them before. "What path do you wish to take, Princess?" he asked shyly, remembering the title the warriors had used when speaking to her.
Post by Pocahontas on Apr 11, 2015 13:57:24 GMT -5
Pocahontas blushed a little when Kenai responded to her unmarried status. "Well thank you," she said. "My father wishes me to marry soon and take my place in the village. He would be glad to know that you think I am ready."
Hearing about the events that had lead to the brothers' separation, Pocahontas could see the anger in Kenai's eyes. "Do not take revenge so quickly, my friend," she told him. "I have seen the lust destroy lesser men. Remember that there are two sides to every story and yours has not yet finished."
Glad that the small hut would suit the boy's needs, Pocahontas smiled as he apologized for tackling Meeko. "My friend has learned a lesson today," she told him. "Perhaps now he will not wander off after strange sounds." Meeko chattered from the ground, his tiny front paws clutched close to his chest. "It must have been the will of the spirits, as it helped to bring you here. Now we can help you in the search of your brothers."
When Kenai asked how he could get the raccoon to forgive him, the indian woman chuckled. Kneeling down, she held out a handful of berries to the ring-tailed creature. "There are few creatures with the appetite of my friend. Give him some food and he will be loyal to you through any danger."
Pocahontas paused when Kenai wondered what path she wished to take. "I wish to take my own," she answered. "The spirits have a plan for me and I cannot be swayed by the wishes of others, not even my own father. My dreams have told me of another path and it is not as Kocoum's bride."
Kenai noticed the girl blushing when he responded to her unmarried status, and he hoped he hadn't stepped out of line. Denahi was right, he scolded himself. I should have gotten the totem of pinheads...
"It is your choice of course," he said, hoping she didn't think he tried to rush her. "I was just surprised that a woman as pretty as you is still unwed. You must have lots of admirers..."
He lowered his gaze when Pocahontas told him not to take revenge on the bear so quickly. Sitka had told him the same thing, and now he was gone - and Kenai did not know where he was... "You are probably right," he sighed. "I will try to calm my anger if I meet the bear again - I only hope that my brothers are safe. I have never been this far away from home before - and I have never been away from them."
The inuit smiled when Pocahontas told him that the racoon had learned a lesson today - not to wander off after strange sounds. "I hope he will remember his lesson in the future," he said, his dark gaze darting towards the little animal on the ground. "He was lucky it was me he ran into, and not a wild beast looking for a snack..." His face lit up in a smile when Pocahontas offered to help him in the search of his brothers. "Thank you, Princess," he said gratefully. "You are very kind. With your help I may stand a greater chance of finding them."
He listened to the woman when she held out a handful of berries to the little animal, telling him that there were few creatures with the appetite of this creature. He smiled again when she adviced him to give the animal some food. "Let's see what I have with me..." he said, ransacking his belongings. "A small fish, a handful of nuts and some fresh forest berries. Is there anything here you thing he might enjoy?" He held the contents of his pocket towards the Princess so she could choose the food that would not harm the little creature.
His cheeks felt warm when Pocahontas said she wished to follow her own path, and did not see herself as the bride of Kocoum. "You have been very kind to me, Princess," he said and bowed politely. "I hope you will find your path some day... and that I will have the chance to meet you again in the future."
Post by Pocahontas on Apr 13, 2015 11:14:00 GMT -5
Pocahontas placed a soft hand on Kenai's arm as he worried about his brothers. "We will find your family," she promised. When he addressed her as princess, she lowered her eyes. It was a reminder that she was a future leader of the tribe, that her duty was to her people. Her path could not belong to her alone, after all.
She watched with smiling eyes as he looked through his sack for food. When he asked if there was food that Meeko would enjoy, the raccoon took the opportunity to answer the question. In a flash, he snatched up the fish and berries, stuffing the berries in his cheeks and darting out of the hut with fish.
"You do not need to ask any longer," giggled Pocahontas. "Do not worry," she added. "We have plenty of fish in the river nearby. You may go hunting any time you need."
The woman smiled at Kenai as he mentioned their paths crossing again. "It will be sooner than you think. The warriors will return from the hunt soon and we will have a great feast."
No sooner had she spoken than she heard the drums begin to pound, the announcement of their return. "Come, you must speak with my father, the Chief."
Kenai felt a bit better when Pocahontas promised to help him find his family. Whatever brotherly squabbles he might have with Denahi, they were still family and he missed him almost as much as he missed Sitka. Not that he would ever admit to it - he knew the relentless teasing that would come from his brother by any proclamation of love. Kenai loves me, Kenai loves me not... He would be lucky to escape having flowers in his hair again.
Before Pocahontas could answer his question of food for the raccoon, Kenai felt a couple tiny, fuzzy paws on his hand as the little animal snatched up the fish and berries before darting off. The Inuit was surprised, but allowed the little animal to run off with his prey to enjoy it in privacy.
"Well, I hope he sees it as a peace offering," he said as he returned his gaze to Pocahontas again. She looked cute when she giggled like that, and his gaze softened when it rested on her. "I don't worry for food, Princess," he smiled. "I am a good fisherman and a strong hunter. My brothers have trained me from when I learned how to walk. Since you allow me to stay here when I search for my brothers - perhaps I could help you with work in the village or outside of it?"
He nodded when she spoke of the warriors returning from the hunt and the upcoming great feast. "Is it a big occasion?" he asked. "In my tribe we only have feasts on special occasions - like weddings, childbirths or adult rituals."
Nearby he heard when the drums began to pound and he stood up and followed Pocahontas when she told him to come with her. He looked forward to meet her father, but at the same time he felt a bit nervous. What if the man was like the guards he had met at first? Pocahontas seemed friendly enough, but who was to say that the men would be?
Post by Pocahontas on Apr 18, 2015 11:59:24 GMT -5
Pocahontas smiled as Kenai got "robbed" of his food by Meeko. The man was very kind-hearted and not the least bit angry. She was glad that her new friend was making peace with her oldest one.
"I will talk with my father about task that you could help with. Our village must work together if we are going to survive so anything that you could contribute will make you more welcome."
"It is a combination of events," Pocahontas explained of the feast. "My father's birth celebration is in a couple days and one of our youngest warriors is celebrating his first hunt. Chogan will now be a man in our tribe."
Leading Kenai towards the center of the village, Pocahontas could see the men had already arrived to greet their families. Chogan was in the center of it all, looking bright-eyed and smiling like a bobcat. It was clear the youngster was loving all the new respect from his elders. Spotting her father, Pocahontas smiled and ran towards him.
"Wingapo, Father," she called, hugging him tightly. "I am so glad that you are home safely. I missed you."
"Oh, my daughter, I am glad to see you," answered the chief, his smile spreading lines on his aged face. "The hunt was a great success and our feast will be rich indeed. I must know what has happened while we were away."
Pocahontas was about to answer when she spotted a warrior approach them. Her smiled faded away as his dark eyes looked at her. "Wingapo Pocahontas," Kocoum said, his face as serious as always. "I wish to speak with your father alone."
The woman nodded her head, fear of what this discussion would bring to her. Stepping back, she gasped as she stepped on someone's toes and heard a groan.
Kenai's face lit up in a smile when the beautiful Princess in front of him promised to talk to her father about tasks he could help with. If this was a tribe who hunted and fished like his own, he could be of great help. He nodded when she spoke of her tribe needing to work together to survive.
"It is the same way in my tribe," he said. "The women gather herbs, fruits and berries in the wilderness, and we men hunt and fish for our survival. I have been hunting and fishing since I was 5 years old, along with Denahi and Sitka."
He listened with interest as Pocahontas spoke of her father's birth celebration in a couple days. He needed to think of a gift for him - but what could he offer? "What kind of presents would your father accept?" he pondered. "In my tribe we use to make presents when someone celebrates their day of birth."
He nodded when he heard of Chogan being a man in the tribe - they had similar rituals in his own village. His hand clutched the bear totem around his neck. "I hope it will be less humiliating for Chogan than it was for me," he said. "You won't believe what totem I got... Denahi is still teasing me for it..."
Arriving at the center of the village with Pocahontas, he saw a young, bright-eyed and smiling young man in the center of the attention. He assumed this had to be Chogan, the new man of the village. He smiled and gave the boy a polite boy.
"Wingapo," he said, trying to use the word he had heard the Princess use so often that he thought it was some kind of hello. "My name is Kenai, and I have just arrived. The Princess told me you are the new man of the village. Congratulations."
Through the corner of his eye he saw Pocahontas running towards an elderly man and embracing him. Clearly the man was her father, for he embraced her and smiled softly while they spoke. Kenai liked his face, thinking he looked like a strong and powerful chief, but also quite likeable.
A tall, strong warrior was approaching them, and from what was said, Kenai assumed this was Kocoum, the lucky man who was engaged to the Princess, at least according to the guards. His face dropped a little when he saw him, but then he remembered that Pocahontas had told him she did not wish to become the bride of this Kocoum. It made him feel a bit better, but only a little, as he knew that her father would have the last word.
He took a step forward to say hello to the village chief and perhaps introduce himself, but at the same time the Princess took a step backwards, and landed on his toes. It would not have been so painful, if not for the sharp stones laying under his boots right now. The Inuit let out a grunt of pain, blushing fiercely when he realized that both the Chief and Kocoum had heard him.
Post by Pocahontas on Apr 20, 2015 11:08:35 GMT -5
Pocahontas was glad to hear that Kenai had experience in hunting and fishing. It would be easier to convince her father to allow him to stay if he could be of use to the tribe.
When Kenai asked about a gift for her father, the woman smiled. “The birth celebration is a reminder of a person's life and accomplishments. As you do not know my father, you need not trouble yourself with a gift.” She paused, thinking. “What about an offering from your culture? My father is a lover of knowledge – perhaps a story or legend?”
The woman noticed that Kenai hide the amulet around his neck when he spoke of totems. “What is a totem?” she asked him. “My people do not practice this. Would a bear not be a mark of bravery and strength? I can see that you possess those qualities.”
The young warrior was gazing around with shinning eyes at the new attention he was getting when Kenai approached. At first, he gave him a cold gaze, wondering if this was another test from his elders. Who was this stranger and was he a threat? When the man bowed, Chogan made the welcoming gesture of his people, circling his hand around his face before bringing it out from his chest towards Kenai.
“Wingapo, friend,” he said, his voice cracking from excitement. Noticing this with a blush, he cleared his throat and smiled. “I am honored to be a warrior of this tribe and fight for the honor of my people. Where are you from to dress so strangely?” It was clear that he was itching to learn more, but tried to appear reserved and manly with the eyes of the village women on him.
Pocahontas lowered her gaze as Kocoum approached, worried what the man needed to tell her father. As she stepped back, she heard Kenai groan and leap to the side. “I am sorry, my friend,” she said softly, placing a concerned hand on his arm. “Are you alright?”
Both men noticed this tone and their faces went cold. “Who is this?” Kocoum demanded, not bothering to put on a voice of concern over the man's discomfort. “How is a stranger in our village without the permission of the Chief?”
“Be still, Kococum,” said Powhatan, his face calmer and more friendly. “I am sure my daughter had good reason to bring him forth.” Sensing the tension between the men, he turned to the gruff warrior. “Go now and I will speak with you later.”
The muscles in Kocoum's face tightened in suppressed rage, but he did not let it show to the Chief. Without a word, he walked away, mixing in with the other villagers that were still greeting the returning hunters. Pocahontas closed her eyes and took a small breath. She knew that danger had been avoided – for now.
Kenai listened when Pocahontas spoke of an offering from his culture as a birthday present to her father. He was glad to learn that the chief of this tribe was a lover of knowledge and loved stories and legends. "I know a lot of stories and legends," he said. "When we are done with the work of the day we use to entertain each other with stories and legends around the fireplace in my village."
He was surprised to hear that Pocahontas did not know what a totem was, but then he realized that this was a different world than the one he had come from. Perhaps they had other customs here. "A totem is the animal guide that will follow you through your life from you become an adult and until you die," he explained. "We have a ritual that all the young in our village have to go through to become fully adults, pretty much like your warrior Chogan - even if I think our rituals may be a tad different from yours.
My brother Sitka has the Eagle of Guidance as his totem, and he really looks after my brother and me. Denahi has the Wolf of Wisdom as his totem, but just because Wisdom is his guidance it doesn't mean he is wise..."
He blushed when he thought of his own totem and what it meant. If the Princess found out that his totem was the Bear of Love, would she laugh at him and make fun like Denahi had done? Kenai could only picture what this Kocoum would do to him if he saw the Princess dancing around saying: Kenai loves me, Kenai loves me not...
Just the thought of it made him blush, not from embarrassment this time, but because he would have loved to hear those words from her mouth...
Besides, the meanings of his totem sounded much better when she spoke of them...
Talking to the young warrior, he felt a bit nervous at first when he saw the cold gaze from him, afraid he was like the guards he had met at first. But then he saw the welcoming gesture the man greeted him with and tried to return it. He had to learn the customs here if he was going to stay until his brothers were found.
"My name is Kenai, and I come from the cold lands of the North," he explained when Chogan asked who he was. "I have been separated from my brothers and trying to find them. The Princess and her little furry friend with the great appetite found me in the forest and brought me to the village. If I had known I arrived for such a great occasion I would have brought gifts..."
After the painful meeting between the Powhatan Princess and his toes, Kenai offered a sheepish smile when Pocahontas placed a concerned hand on his arm. "I am alright, Princess," he tried to assure her, hoping she didn't think of him as a whimp.
Unfortunately for him, Kocoum seemed to have noticed Pocahontas touching Kenai's arms, and the Inuit knew that if looks could kill he would be dead by now... He felt a bit nervous when the LARGE warrior flexed his muscles, knowing he would be in BIG trouble if the man caught him alone...
He would have introduced himself and told who he was, but Kocoum left before he got to say anything. When he walked away he passed Kenai, and the Inuit felt very nervous when he was picked up by the neck of his coat and pressed against the wall. While he hang there, his feet sprawling in loose air, the warrior looked sternly into his eyes with dark, burning eyes.
"I am keeping an eye on you, stranger," Kocoum hissed in his ears. "So don't try anything or else..."
He moved a finger across his neck, to illustrate how Kenai would end up if he caused Kocoum's anger.
Post by Pocahontas on Apr 24, 2015 10:17:02 GMT -5
Pocahontas was glad that Kenai could share some of his culture with her people during the celebration. “I am eager to hear them,” she told the man with sparkling eyes. “Our healer Kekata is always looking for new stories to tell.”
The princess listened with excitement as Kenai explained what totems were. “Our people believe that animals are spirits sent to earth. They guide us but we are not tied to a specific one. I wonder how the selection is done?” She listened as he explained the meaning of the brothers' totems, Wisdom and Guidence. “I suppose your totem would be Strength or Courage. Men of the same family often have the same traits and strengths. What does the Bear mean?”
Outside, the young warrior Chogan listened as the stranger explained where he had come from. “I am sorry to hear of your family, friend,” he said. “We did not see any strangers like you on our hunt, but we will do what we can to help you. Our princess is wise and free-spirited, perhaps she has seen the good in your heart.”
As Pocahontas explained Kenai's situation to her father, she saw Kocoum speaking with Kenai out of the corner of her eye. “Father, I worry about this marriage you have decided,” she said softly. “I do not think it is the right path. I feel the spirits wish for me to make another choice.”
“Daughter, this is a great honor,” explained the chief. “He is a strong warrior and will build you a great house. As the daughter of the chief, we must seek a leader of our people. This marriage is for all of us, so you must remember that.”
Her sparkling eyes caused his heart to race, and the Inuit had to remind himself that the Princess was promised to someone in marriage to stop himself from drowning himself in her dark pools. "I promise to tell the ones I know when your father and your healer asks it from me," he promised. "I also hope to hear the stories your people tell around the fireplace."
He listened when the Princess told him of her people and how they practiced their belief in animal spirits. It was a bit different from the way his tribe practiced it, but there still were similarities. "We have a female shaman in our tribe," he explained. "She is old and wise, and she is the one doing all the selection, after advice from the spirits."
He blushed deeply when she asked what totem his Bear was, Denahi's relentless teasing ringing in his ears again. Would the Princess laugh at him too when she learned what it was? Not to mention the tough warriors of this tribe - oh he could already hear them laughing...
Well, I'd might as well...
"My totem," he said with a heavy heart, certain that he now would be bullied in this tribe as well. "...is the totem of Love. And before you ask - yes, Denahi is still teasing me for it."
He lowered his head in sadness when the young warrior Chogan said the hunters had not seen his brothers on the hunt, still he was grateful that they would help him search for him. They knew this land better than he did, and if his family were out here somewhere, the warriors would surely find them.
"I appreciate your help, my friend," he said with a sigh of relief. "I don't know this land as well as you do, and wouldn't know where to search if they have gotten injured and are hiding somewhere from wild animals. I am willing to help out with any work in the tribe for as long as I am here. I have helped with hunting and fishing in my own tribe since I was a boy."
While Pocahontas spoke to her father about the decided marriage, Kenai found himself pressed up against the trunk of a nearby tree. Kocoum used his muscles in an attempt to squeeze the Inuit inside the tree trunk, but luckily for Kenai he did not succeed.
"The guards have told me how you try to steal the Princess away from me," he growled. "Pocahontas is mine - and mine alone! Understand? If you as much as think of getting too close to her I will refurnish your face with this..."
He waved a huge, threatening fist in front of Kenai, who was certain his last hour had arrived. If only his brothers were here... Well, Denahi would probably have helped the large brute in front of him, but Sitka would protect him - wouldn't he?
"You are mistaken," he said as calmly he could be in this situation. "I have not tried to steal your intended bride. She found me in the wilderness and brought me to the camp. I am here in search of my brothers."
Kocoum listened, lowering his fist for a moment, and Kenai used this hesitation to free himself of his grip. A wise man would have stopped the talking there, but nobody could accuse Kenai of being wise...
"I won't deny that the Princess is the most beautiful woman I have seen though..."
Thwak! A giant blow hit him, and he flew through the air in a large bow, landing nose first on the ground before the feet of the Princess.
Pocahontas looked at Kenai with intrigue at the idea of a female shaman. All she had ever known was Kekata, a dear old friend of the family and wise healer. She wondered how he would feel about meeting a woman in his station.
When the boy finally confessed to the meaning of his totem, the woman smiled with mirth. She did not laugh aloud, but the sparkle of her eye betrayed that she found the teasing of Denahi partially justified. “I would be wary of speaking that meaning to the young woman in the village,” she said in a calm voice. “I fear they will think you willing to marry any of them at a glance . . . or worse, give them advice about romance! You will never get a moment's peace after that.”
Chogan noticed the disappointment on Kenai's face that his brothers had not been spotted. Placing a soft hand on his shoulder, he smiled. “Be patient, my friend. They will make themselves known if they are here. I do not think it would be hard to spot two more like you.”
When Kenai mentioned his skills as a hunter, the young warrior grinned. “Much help will be needed after this hunt,” he chuckled, pointing towards the great fire that had become the resting place for their kill. “It took our men many days but we procured enough meat to last the winter. If you are skilled with a knife, there will be hide, sinew and bone to craft several huts.”
Getting nowhere with her conversation with the Chief, Pocahontas noticed that Kenai was still nearby, but was not alone. Her face changed in worry as the two men talked, praying that the subject did not include her. She gasped as Kenai landed in a heap at her feet. Without a thought, she knelt down and took his arm, scowling at Kocoum.
“Enough!” snapped Powhatan. “There will be no fighting during this time of celebration. Go to your hut and prepare for the feast tonight. I am most disappointed in your treatment of a guest!”
Kenai saw the intrigue in the eyes of the Powhatan Princess when he mentioned the old shaman of his tribe, and he smiled gently. Perhaps they were not used to female shamans here? He didn't know how women of this tribe lived. At home they were respected as loving and loyal members of the tribe.
When he spoke to Pocahontas about the meaning of his totem, he could see mirth lit in her eyes. He had partially expected that she would start teasing him just like Denahi had done, but she didn't. Instead she warned him of speaking of that meaning to the young women in the village. "I don't know any of the women here, so I won't have troubles with that," he laughed, blushing by the idea of giving anyone advice about romance. "About the romantic advice, they should rather ask someone more experienced than I am. Sitka says I am still the baby of the family when it comes to girls."
His face lit up in a brief smile when Chogan tried to ease his worry for his brothers. "I am sure you men will see them if they show up, my friend," he replied. "Sitka is my eldest brother, he is a fully grown man by now. He is tall with broad shoulders, long hair and bearded face, and he decorates his clothes with the feathers of an eagle. My other brother Denahi is shorter than him, but stouter built. He does not have a beard, but his hair is a little longer than mine and he has braids. His cloak is made of the fur of a wolf."
Kenai listened when Chogan spoke of the need of help after this hunt, glad that Sitka had insisted on teaching him all the chores related to hunting. With the years Kenai had improved his skills, and today he could work with leather and craft huts as good as anyone.
The conversation with Kocoum did not go that well, and the Inuit could see little snow birds flying in circles around his head when he landed. Lucky for him, Pocahontas was there to help him, and Chief Powhatan ordered Kocoum to go to his hut to prepare for the feast. "I am alright," Kenai told the Princess, not wishing her to worry for his sake.
Kocoum said nothing to Kenai as he was told to go to his hut, but the Inuit could see the man was fuming as he left, and knew he would have to watch out for this man from now on.
Way to go, Kenai, he told himself. You've not been here for a day, and yet you already have your first enemy...
Pocahontas chuckled as Kenai explained that he was not the best person to ask about love advice. “The women of this tribe will only see a strong, tall warrior,” she pointed out. “The fact that you have a necklace of love, well, that will make them want you all the more! Be careful, my friend.”
The young warrior listened while Kenai explained what his brother's looked like. He had not seen anyone fitting that description. Hopefully they would turn up soon.
As Kocoum left, Pocahontas looked at her father in worry. This was not the way she wished Kenai to be introduced to her people. The old chief smiled at his daughter and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Come with me, my friend,” he told Kenai. “I will take you to your new house while you are here. You must rest for our feast tonight. We have much to celebrate.”
Kenai blushed when Pocahontas spoke of the other women in the tribe, pointing out that they would see a strong, tall warrior in him. He had to admit he was not the tallest man in his tribe - both Denahi and Sitka were taller. But he was strong, he had to admit - at least he was strong enough to kick Denahi's butt if needed. He wasn't as sure about Sitka as his oldest brother had never encouraged to open fights - not even for play.
"Do we have to tell them it's a necklace of love?" he pleaded, slight panic rising in his eyes by the thought of young Powhatan maidens rushing into his room all night long and pleading for him to prove his totem to them. "I will be careful," he promised. "I don't want the men of the tribe skinning me alive to feed me to the animals of the forest for checking out their wives and daughters..."
After his conversation with Chogan and Kocoum, Kenai looked up at the chief and smiled sheepishly. This was not how he had planned to impress the village chief. He was relieved to see the friendly smile on the man's face and bowed politely. "You must be the village chief," he said. "I am Kenai, and your daughter found me in the wilderness and saved me. Thank you for letting me stay while I am here. I hope I can do some work in return for your hospitality."
While following the chief and his daughter he smiled friendly to the older man. "Congratulations with your birthday," he said as he remembered one of the reasons for celebrating. "Your daughter told me it is your birthday. If I had known sooner, I would have brought a present."
Post by Pocahontas on May 10, 2015 14:24:56 GMT -5
Pocahontas laughed when Kenai asked if they had to tell them the meaning of his totem. “I will not breathe a word. You can tell them anything you wish. I think it will be safer that way.”
Powhatan smiled when the young man bowed to him, the wrinkles on his aged face growing. “Ah, I should have known my daughter would have brought you from the wilds. She cannot leave the needy alone.” The princess blushed at his words, lowering her head. “I am glad that she found you before it was too late,” the chief continued. “Not all that inhabit this land are as kind of heart as my daughter.”
Leading their visitor to an unoccupied hut, Powhatan nodded at Kenai's words. “Perhaps the Great Spirits brought you here as my present,” he mentioned. “A chance to learn of new cultures and make allies is always a worthwhile gift.” Drawing back the hide that covered the door, he allowed Kenai to look inside. “I will have the warriors prepare new clothes for you for tonight. We will meet in the center of the village at sundown. If you get lost, follow the sounds of drums.” Wrapping an arm around his daughter's shoulder, he lead Pocahontas away.
Kenai was relieved when Pocahontas promised not to tell the other girls of her tribe what his totem meant. He did not feel quite ready to be ambushed by a whole tribe of young women just yet....
"I think I'll stick to the rest of my story," he said. "That I have lost my brothers and I'm searching for them. That's all they need to know about me."
The Inuit liked Chief Powhatan for his friendly smile and the protective way he placed his arm around his daughter's shoulder. Clearly he was a good man and a loving father as well as a well respected chief in the tribe. "I live in the land of snow and ice further north with my brothers," he explained. "But we were out hunting one day, and were separated when the cliff we were standing on crumbled and fell into the sea. My brother Sitka fell into the river, and my other brother Denahi and I were separated when we ran to look for him. I have a vague memory of drifting away on something floating in the river, and when I woke up I was in the river not far away from your village. Your daughter found me when I walked through the forest, trying to find out where I am..."
He smiled and nodded in agreement when the chief spoke of his daughter as kind of heart. "Your daughter is kind of heart indeed," he agreed. "I would have perished in the wilderness if she had not come to my rescue. I will forever be in her debt."
Kenai listened to chief Powhatan when he spoke of the Great Spirits bringing him here as his present and smiled. "I will be more than happy to learn you of how we live in my village," he promised. "I hope to learn more of your culture as well. I am certain your tribe and mine would get along well."
As the chief drew back the hide covering the door, Kenai looked inside the vacant house. "Very nice," he praised. "I think I will like it here, and I hope to be able to repay you for your hospitality by helping out with the work around here."
He nodded when the Chief spoke of meeting in the center of the village at sundown. "Thank you, Chief," he said respectfully. "I will be there." He turned to Pocahontas and bowed respectfully to her as well. "Thank you again, Princess, for saving my life. If there is anything I can do for you in return, please let me know."
As Chief Powhatan lead his daughter away, Kenai looked after them with a smile on his face. He could not deny that Pocahontas was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, even if Kocoum would kill him if he knew what he was thinking. What a woman...
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