A Friend in Need

I visited quite a few of the elders.. making sure nothing was needed before the upcoming move.. I made a mental list of what things they did need.. and who to ask... when. I heard some women gossiping about Fonce.. he had been hurt almost died.. Well.. he was like my first friend here and I was gonna go check and make sure he was alright.. I went to my mothers wagon and lifted a pot of her good hot stew.. and a few loaves of her bread and headed to the wagons of Fonce..

I explained to Oren I was not a chain jumper.. but just a friend.. and if it was ok I would just sit on the step of his wagon. He might not know I am there.. but it would be a comfort to me also to know he is gonna be ok.. Its one of those times when I wished I was sexier.. older.. and wiser.. but I am not.. so I will sit on the step and just send my good thoughts for his quick recovery to his mind..

I had left the stew and bread with Oren for her family.. She seemed such a nice old women.. I liked her right away.. but I did not get in the way.. I am sure the women thought I was nuts. but what tuchuk can actually claim to be sane all the time..

So while I sat.. and watched the stars... I pulled out one of my carving knifes.. it was pretty sharp.. and on the step of his wagon I carved little stars and butterflies.. to protect him in my own way.. He will probably not notice them. as they are very tiny.. but I will know they are there watching over him..