Hmm?

I have been so busy with taking care of my mother and making sure my elders are keeping cool... Darn older warriors find it cooler to strip naked and wade in the stream.. so now I have to keep the old men and women part. its too hot for them to be fooling around.. could die of heat stroke or something.

My mother and her new companion had moved their wagons closer to the center.. why is beyond me. they had more shade where they were.. but who is to argue with elders.. I made them a new tarp for their wagon.. because of course he, being bosk headed as most warriors did not listen when I said stop! wait.. and tore the top of the old tarp off. Is there such a thing as I told you so in Tuchuk?

Anyway.. I keep busy mostly to myself.. I travel from one part of the circle to another.. fixing things.. making little outfits.. and mostly ducking away from the single warriors.. Tasco was enough to make me swear off men for the rest of my life.

I am pretty content.. happy.. I do not need much anymore to keep life in balance. I do miss Sev.. I wonder if she has had a baby yet.. she needs to have one..

Yes I will tell her that next time I see her.

Purpose

So everyone has a purpose.. Wagonmakers fix the wagons. healers heal. spex do what they do.. not really sure about them.. Ubar barks out orders.. everyone has a purpose that helps the entire tribe.. without one something could go wrong.

I have to think on this one some more.. I am very tired

Dreams Forgotten

So what are your dreams? It was a question my mother asked as she baked and I watched.. I drew lines in the imagainary board I had.. as I looked at her. I had a dream of being mated and having many babies by now.. I had a dream of a warrior that would want me for who I am not just to give him sons.. :shrugging: but they were just silly dreams that all women have my age.. they do not mean anything. And what of that nice warrior.. what was his name? :she asked: Oh you mean Tasco? He is gone. like most the others he left for adventures far and wide.. I guess there was nothing here to keep him.. I said as I looked at her.. just another foolish dream.. Besides.. there was another woman that was hard pressed to have him.. along with a few others.. she seems to be gone to.. thankfully.. She like to twist others words to suit her purpose and more than once got me in trouble.. Always so innocent.. my arse.. :again a little shrug of the shoulders: Means nothing any more anyway.

But what are your dreams now my daughter? :she asked again: I had to think about that.. as I slowly said.. I have none. I live each day as I do. working.. caring for the elders.. visiting you.. There is no point in having dreams.. for they vanish like the clouds in the sky when the moons come out.

She stopped and looked at me: But I thought.. You were wrong Mother.. I think the only one that got her dream come true was Sev.. and that is enough for me.. at least one of us achieved to capture a dream.. Now I have none.. there is no reason to dream. Dreams are for foolish women :I said probably not as convincing as I wish.. but it was what I said.

But one day maybe Yamka.. :I just shook my head: I do not wish to think about one day.. I will think of today and when it becomes tomorrow I will think of that.

Your brother's mate is having a baby... my mother smiled at me... isn't that nice? I replied. Yes its very nice for them.. I will make sure I have a gift for the day..

As I played with the ends of my braid.. I watched my Mother.. she seemed much happier. more relaxed.. Does that warrior care for you Mother? He does not hit you does he? Well then she moved to the step and sat with me.. No he does not hit me.. he is not like that.. And you much not think all men are like your father.. he was not always like that.. Not in the beginning. Well Mother, its all I knew of him.. he was either nice or mean.. and I have the scars to show for it..

So is that why you no longer dream? They leave or they are mean... not all are like that.. Your friend Sev.. is her mate like that? Well.. I said slowly.. Fonce is different.. but no I do not think he would ever be mean to her.. Its funny.. that woman I told you about.. she wanted Fonce... but I knew Sev liked him very much.. when this woman could not have Fonce.. she went after Tasco.. they are probably together somewhere laughing at what a foolish young woman I was.. I thought he was different but I guess not. just like the rest of them..

Yamka.. its alright to have dreams..

I stood up and smiled.. Yes mother for some its alright to have dreams.. but not me... and off I went back to my own wagon

A Gfit

It seemed just so quiet.. but I was still there... working, taking care of the elders.. doing what young women do.. Word had hit the winds that Silken had given birth to a little girl.. I could not wait to see her.. but I would not get that chance just yet.. So.. in the mean time.. I wondered what I could possible give her.. She probably had plenty of clothes.. but who wants a handmedown.. so I made a tiny little leather tunic.. and decoreted it with colorful beads.. and then I had some leather left over.. so I made the baby some teething rings from the leather..

I headed over to their wagons.. and left the small gift next to the flap.. I hoped she would find it.. and enjoy something new..

I had to get back to the clan fires.. seems there was a shortage of flappy eared hats.. we had to make a few more.. and other things needed repairs..

This move north I am doing alone.. My brothers have all pretty much mated or have passed on. My mother is with her mate.. so I have my wagon and beasts.. I am ready for the move.. You can almost feel the cold coming.. I am not fond of the cold weather.. I do not like wearing that silly hat with the flaps.. but it does keep the ears warm..

I am not quite as naive as last winters move.. Sometimes you grow up so fast.. it just seems that time passes by so fast.. I can feel the urge to want things.. not material things but other things.. I have been working on a method to keep those "feelings" in check.. I think of other things.. besides that "thing" Confused? yeah me too.. but better to be confused on things than to be in the middle of things.. :insert Fonce smirk:

So anyway.. I am all set.. got lots of dry meats.. I made sure my elders were all ready.. and helped where I could.. pairing them up.. those that were a little hard of seeing or hearing.. those having problems with walking.. I made sure they were all together. Proud warriors driving their teams.. I am not one to remove a man's dignity just cause he is a little older.. We lost only a few elders in the southern camp.. I have tried to keep their memories alive with things they have taught me.

Some are still a little fiesty.. I had to sit between two wagons one night.. to keep old Zeb from going into the wrong wagon.. Hmm.. things again ya know..but I suspose at that age.. well... nevermind..

So I wonder what the north will bring us this time.. I never did see that man again on the plains.. probably a good thing... I thought maybe I knew him.. maybe I was hoping it was Tasco.. maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.. I have pretty much cut that peice of my heart out.. He is not coming back it seems.. I do wish him luck.. where ever his journey takes him.

Well its time to get a little shut eye before the long road ahead..

A Stranger On The Plains

I was out riding late the other night, when all of a sudden Cloud just stopped and started to snort and paw the ground.. I reached for my bow not knowing exactly what his main malfunction was.. I urged him forward a little bit.. a shadow moved against the night skies.. and I called out.. A man answered..

He did not say much.. not his name.. really nothing except he was not hurt or lost.. Well he musta been lost to on our plains.. unless he belongs there.. I tried to get him to come back to the camp..maybe he was hungry.. but I could sense something about him very familar.. maybe it was the sound of his voice.. I think I knew that voice from somewhere.. but the only place I have ever been is our camp.. could he be one of us? Maybe something happened to him.. I did not venture very close.. I mean it could have been a trap.. but I left him food and water..

I will have to go back again and see if he is still lost on the plains.

Life

The silence that has surrounded the campfires of late seems to be slowly coming to an end.. I have seen movement.. It is a good thing.. We all need each other in way or another..and I have sorely missed the conversations once held around the large campfires..

But life goes on. Since I have last written my mother has been claimed.. by one of the Ubars guards.. She seems very happy.. I just hope she has no more children..I like being the youngest. :fonce smirk added here:

I am not mated.. I suspose when the right warrior shows his face it will happen.. Tasco has left it seems with many others.. I will never leave the plains.. those that have left I wish them well..