Thread: Free Hearts (Angelic and Ruphhausin)

He was watching with great interest the goings on in the pale mens village, and he saw the females and kept a good watch over them. He had been hunting closer to the village lately, but that was because he had seen her out in the forest some time before while he was morning his wife and daughter. He had gotten the deer he had been tracking, and he saw the children. They were magnificent creatures, and he was able to follow them just enough to know where the village was. They were so innocent, treating animals with tenderness as they found them. He had left and went back to the deer, finding it intact and then returning to his own village. He had taken to hunting alone a great deal in the last few months, and he then was scouting out the settlement of the pale skins. He had heard things, both good and bad in equal ways. He was Powhatan, and he was healthy and strong as were all the men of his people. The pale ones, called English, called his people Virginia Algonquian, and he was very curious about how they did things. He was trying to be very quiet, as he did not want to scare anyone as he investigated as best as he could. They were a little loud, but not as much as he had been told by others even from his own tribe. He moved through and behind trees, able for some time to stay hidden as he observed all he could. They wore layers of clothing, so much more than any of his people wore. They were just like those who had come before them and had made an agreement with is tribe. They stayed on there side of the fishing waters, and he as the current werowance of his had to eventually go and investigate them. It was not that he did not want to, but it was that he had only been chief of his tribe mere weeks when his love and child were taken from him. He thought very long and hard as he looked at them, moving about their homes and on their paths between them and others of their buildings. He had not been either dismissive or condemnative of the pales, rather he had not known how to deal with them until he was finished with his grieving. His haze of pain, as he called it, was clearing and he realized they could learn from this people on a tribe to tribe level. Upon returning to his tribes village, he called the elders together. He spoke to them, telling them of what he had been doing and how he felt that the peace was not enough. He told them of his want to get to know the pales, and that he was ready as werowance to do so. He made no promises, only reminding them that he had heard both of good and bad with them in mind, and that even as chief he would not make anyone accept what he said and wanted. He always listened to his elders, and he listened to them as they weighed the ideas he presented. The English were farming and fishing responsibly, as well as hunting as they should as none of them remembered in recent memory their loud guns ruining a hunt of any of the tribe. A couple voiced their displeasure of their relieving themselves in places that scared off good deer, but they had not any really complants not even about the children who at times played in spots where their hunters were trying to get prey. The next morning, with a few of the warriors and one of the elders with him, he made way toward the settlement. A few of the children saw them, and they ran back into the town, that was the name of it, and soon some of the adults were collecting to wait for them. Some of the men were armed, it appeared, but they were leaving their weapons in a manner to show they were not hostle but ready if needed, just like he and his warriors were. But they were not there for anything but a trade initially. The winter was coming, they were able to communicate, and they wanted to share the furs and skins they had. The pale called Mayor was smiling, and was wanting to be very generous with the trade. They had a crop they called a bumper, and the things they wished to share were good and would be plenty. The children did stare some, but he realized that he had stared at the pales when he was their moons old, so why should they not be interested. He looked at the men and women, and was pleased somehow that he was trying to move past his grief for his people, and perhaps for the settlement as well.