Blackcloud saw Ni take off towards the river. He had overheard his father,Vicious, talking about the white man before and if this was who had come to their homeland then he did not think that Ni needed to be out there alone. He followed after her with out a sound. He watched from the treeline with a long knife in hand. He knew that it had been these people who had murdered his tribe and mother before vicious had taken him in. He had heard other members o the tribe talking about it when he was a child. How he had been from an enemy tribe and did not belong with them. It was why Vicious had trained him to fight and never left him alone with the tribe as a child. Still he watched after the tribe as if it were the one he was born to. To him this was his tribe and these were his people even if they did not feel the same. He stayed silent as he watched Ni to be sure she was safe.
Fritz sighed as he walked the edge of camp and started into the forest. He knew that the rest of his group was not the brave type. Some were but not many.





