I had not neglected my time with my elders.. In fact..I would relish each day and enh I spent with them.. The old warriors brought a smile to my face with their actions and of course their pinches.. and the women.. would sit and tell me stories of past times.. I would soak everything in they had to teach me.. I hope just a little would stay with me as I matured..
The warriors had gone fishing.. but I did not see many fish brought back.. interesting until one of the woman whispered that it was not fish then went to seek..
Oh do tell... :I had to grin as it all made sense now: No they went looking for those slave girls... I had to ask.. did any not come back? Well they are old you know.. who knows.. one could have over did it.. it could happen. But no they all came back safe and sound.. and with a little less energy... I think some were actually grunting... It must be some kind of warrior secret code...
The woman had a day of story telling and songs...I wish I could have been there for that part.. but I was busy with a task.. But I am sure there will be more days like this.. It fills my heart to see them so happy.. In a way its like watching history walk in front of you... They were me once long ago.. fighting their way through life as I am now.. trying to understand whats right and wrong... trying to figure out what purpose I really have.. and trying not to hurry my future along.. I love these people.. they do not judge or caste shadows..they are honest.. a bit horny at times.. but so dear to my heart..
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