The Bmecte
The blazing light in the sky that always seemed to fill my home with new wonders and new discoveries was now starting to set in the cebepa (north), the direction of the Roea tribe. Cebepa was the name for the tribe's home and the name of where the sun set for the Roea were known for rising as the sun rises early in the morning. Stifling a yawn, I gently tapped my Rowabb behind an ear, singling for him to turn around and head home. If I didn't get home soon, Myapbin would have my skin and I didn't really mean it literally yet I did. She was one who took discipline and obedience to new levels.
Soon upon reaching our home, I looked about in astonishment to see no one around. Suddenly a Cycrnk (type of guide) came tumbling out of the bushes, barreling toward Rowabb with its horns lowed to the ground. My Rowabb easily dodged it but only to find himself staring face to face with my mentor, Myapbin. "WHERE have you been?" Myapbin, my mentor screamed out loud. Everyone was out looking for you? It will not do for you to worry everyone. To be out late gallivanting around in who knows where doing who knows what. Have I made myself clear? You are the one, and thus you must do as I say and be respectful and responsible!"
"I'm sorry." I start off in the common language of all tribes. Then remembering my lessons and not wishing to displease my mentor any more, I switch to my native language of the Moroaon. "Nechcel som robiť starosti všetkým, múdry radca Myapbin." (I didn't mean to worry everyone, wise mentor Myapbin). I say as I clasp my hands together around my waist and nodding my head slightly to show submission and that I respect my mentor. "Choď a tráviť čas myšlienky v centre obce, takže všetci môžu prísť a dať slová múdry." (Go and spend time of thought in the center of the village so all may come and give you words of wise). My mentor instructs of me. With a sigh unheard but only in my heart, I do as she says.
First though I grab some fruit, a couple of aonro and qpnonetobpin (yellow and purple fruit). Filling a waterskin, made out of Rowabb and Trnp hair, with some tpaba (a drink made of grasses), I walked over to the center of the village where a rug, also made of Rowabb hair. The rug was called our mbiwrehne (thinking). It was where younglings or those with lots of their mind were sent or went on their own accord to think of what they had done wrong or a problem that needed solving. Most of the homes had a mbiwrehne rug where they did their own thinking, but this rug was our mbiwrehne kobep, where you stayed to get help from others, not just those in your family.
So here I was sitting on the mbiwrehne kobep, having my dinner. I was really hungry. I had forgotten to eat again. Food wasn't scarce here in the jungle where you could eat almost anything but when you were like me and exploring all day long, sometimes things become to interesting and distracting that one could forget to eat. Anyway as I was eating my forgotten dinner, many tribe members came up to me. Most just gave me either a sorrowful look or an angry look. A few other mentors lectured me about being out late and the trouble I caused. But a few of the children came and gave me secret smiles as if they knew where I had been.
Quickly finishing my meal, I gathered up my waterskin and motioned to Rowabb who had been nibbling on a type of tall grass beside me. We headed towards our home. Technically it wasn't our home, but a cave in the ground that had many many tunnels in it. Many of the tribe stayed in the cave at night while only a few stayed outside to guard from predators or any other danger. Walking over to where the children slept, I and my Rowabb found a spot at the end of those already asleep. We curled up together and were soon fast asleep, with myself dreaming of rainbow water and a lost Roea boy who looked like the one at the river's bend.
Waking up was easy. I was always a morning person, more then normal. My Rowabb had learn to wake at the same time to me as if our minds were connected which I think they were. Stretching from hand toe in my sleep, I let out a soft yawn then slowly opened my eyes. I glanced around and saw only I was up in the cave. My Rowabb nudged me with his nose, telling me come on. I stood up, putting a hand on his fur pelt, and walked out into the morning sky. It had been a while since it rained so the morning was quiet and seemed to be filled with a too bright sun.
Grabbing two kpachbin, which was one of my favorite fruits, and my waterskin filled with tpaba again, I headed out the village. No doubt there were warriors watching me and mothers too but children were known for coming and going. Someone would report to my mentor where I had gone but that was about it. They expected the children, more importantly me to behave. For a while I walked along side my Rowabb, eating the fruit together. I held one out to him so he could enjoy the fruit too. He snorted a bit at me for the strong tart flavor of the fruit but still he continued to eat it.
After we ate, I used an old tree log to climb onto my Rowabb's back. Petting him gently I thought about where we should go and that was when I noticed we were close to the water's edge where I had seen Roea and a Talkur. "Ayoyo, Chwal, Kalë?" I asked out loud. My Rowabb tilted his head at the first but snorted and huffed at the second two, giving a shake of the head with the last one."Hm... Ayoyo, maybe?" He huffed softly saying it wasn't horrible but not perfect.
Coming upon the site I was at yesterday where the Roea and a Talkur were at, I heard voices yet again. This was getting interesting and strange. It was common for the Talkur to come up this river and keep an eye on things but for them to be talking to Roea or for Roea to gather there.. that wasn't very common at all. Patting Rowabb on the neck to tell him to move silently forward, we advance, hoping to see what it was there was to see. A few paces more and we were behind the tree we had hid behind before. Peeking around it, trying not to let my white gown catch in the morning's light, I saw the same two Roea and the same Talkur again. My eyes opened wide in surprise and I watched to see what they were doing. I couldn't hear them talk this time but I did catch lost.
Lost, I thought with a tiny gasp, covering my mouth quickly and hiding all the way behind the tree, hoping none heard. My Rowabb was lucky he didn't stick out so much, but then again I normally was silent as he. Yet the man at the river looked like the man in my dreams and the water was a beauty of color too just as the dream. But what got me the most was they said lost and the boy in my dream was lost even if it was a younger version of the one at the river. I waited a minute then peeked out again to see the Talkur on land. A Talkur on land.. that was rare indeed. Many preferred their under water homes or at least to have their bodies in the water.
I watched with great curiosity as the two Roea and the Talkur talked back and forth for a bit. My curiosity soon was rewarded as the three headed off into the jungle, the Talkur following a long. I knew I would be in trouble by my mentor if I didn't go back to our home and talk to my mentor but something was willing me forward to follow. It was easy to follow long as I moved slowly. My gown was made of kvapalina (type of plant, look on first page). Kvapalina had a liquid inside of it that if spread on the white Moroaoan gowns, it made them seem as if they disappeared, when really they just blended in with the environment. So here I was following, my Rowabb sticking to the shadows when he could, when the group of three stopped and started exploring the trees. After what seemed to be a while, for I was starting to get bored again, they moved on to a new area where a bunch of Apakoh were.
