Saturday, April 25, 2009
Conversation with my father..
The next morning.. I headed to the clan fires... where I spend most my day.. I was working on britches for Kaeli.. and a few other smaller projects for those of the outer wagons.. I saw my father walking down the path.. He was so strong my father.. We did not always see eye to eye.. but I knew he loved me.. I could also see a paga haze still in his eyes.. but now was as good a time as any to go speak to him..
Father! :I called out and headed towards him: Ah Yamka.. did you have a good time last night? .. Yes father it was a pleasant time.. and now mother has someome to help here when I can not be there.. :he nodded his head: Yes.. we will see how much help the woman will be.. :he rubbed his hand across his scarred cheek: Father I wish to speak to you.. and just as I said that my mother came down the path.. oh good.. both of them.. kills to herlits at once, or so I thought..
Marta.. my father called her over to us, Yamka wishes to speak to us about something.. I could see my father grin.. and my mother smiled.. Well, :she said: We will have to listen then won't we..
:the kicked some dirt with the tip of my boot as I tried to form words in my mind and have them come out right..: I heard you say you wanted to speak to the Ubar about finding me a mate... I would be most happy if you did not do that.. :my fathers brow lifted a moment: And why not? You are worthy of a mate... :I hesitated and looked at him trying not to let those tears come to my eyes: Well.. there is a warrior my heart called to... but he is called to another.. and well I just do not think I am ready to be sent to my doom.. My fathers face changed in a moment.. What warrior does not want you!... :so how to you tell him its the Ubar that does not want you.. there is no recourse there.. : Does it really matter who it was Father? I mean.. really? :My mothers hand went to still my father.. as I looked at her.. and I think in that instant she knew.. she knew who it was.. and she spoke: It does not matter Yamka.. :I think through my eyes she could see the hurt I felt.. and I gave her a small smile:
But my father.. his booming voice probably everyone in the clan fires could hear him.. YOU ARE TELLING ME SOME WARRIOR SAID WHAT? :I cringed: Well he would just like to be my friend Father.. and its alright.. I completely understand.. you can not help who your heart picks for you.. :his large hand grabbed my face.. and before my mother could stop him.. I felt the crack of his backhand.. across my jawline... My mother pulled him away... and at that instand my father realized what he did.. I could see his shoulders slump a moment.. and his quickly drew me into his arms.. I am sorry daughter..my anger at the warrior was taken out on you..but who is this warrior.. he asked quietly.. that would do such a thing.. :no I was not going to tell him.. ever.. : Just some OR.. its really alright father.. he would probably beat me anyway... the bruise already forming on my jaw.. I could see my fathers eyes.. he had all ready regretted it.. but whats done is done..
You know daughter.. if it were up to me... I would set your bride price very high.. You are of the 1st fires now.. Your brother got off easy.. but look at what he got.. She is almost as big as him.. he will have to do alot of hunting to feed her... but you.. are small and peite.. I think... your bride price would be something special.. and hard.. :I could see him grin: Yes.. this is what it would be.. 50 bosk from each of the other plains tribes. I was thankful that I knew that the Ubar had said he was not going to pick our mates.. and since I had no intentions of looking anywhere.. I was pretty sure I could slide by without having to mate for a long time.. so I smiled at my father: Well I have much work to take care of today father.. and later Cana. is going to let me pick a new kailla.. So I gave them both a hug and headed to where I normally worked... but at least there would be no more talk at my fathers fires of me mating..
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