Tuesday, November 26, 2013
A Foreign Shore ~ The Conclusion
Within an hour Citrine had gathered an army of animals. November took in the cornucopia of warriors and beasts and nodded. “This will do.”
“What now?” asked Badger.
“Have your people gather all your extra food, seeds, items you know will help them as they make their homes as your neighbors.” November took a deep breath. “Then, I will go and speak with the people who have come upon your shores. I’m sure they are just as afraid as you are, so since my appearance is more like their own, it is my hope that I can speak with them without being shot at.”
Badger stepped forward. “I can’t let you do that. I told you they’re already killed one of my warriors. It is too dangerous.”
November laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “I will be okay. I have faith that my father put me here for a reason, to show that there is something greater than magic.”
“What is that?” asked Badger.
November smiled. “Kindness.”
Just before sunset November walked toward the new settlement. In her arms she carried a basket full of corn, salted fish, and an assortment of fruits and vegetables from Badger’s people. Her heart pounded against her chest so hard, she was sure it would leave her body.
She took a moment to steady herself before entering the clearing where the settlement. She knew Badger and the animals were just behind her in case thing went bad, but she had never been without her magic before.
November shook her head. It didn’t matter, for the sake Badger’s people this had to be done. Taking a deep breath, she walked into the settlement. For the second time in a day, November stood with weapons pointed at her.
“I come here with tidings of peace from the native people who live on this land. They do not wish to harm you and it is my hope that you don’t want to harm them. In this basket is food to help you get through the winter. If you accept this generous gift, then the leader of the native people will come and speak with your leader to work out an arrangement of sharing the land.”
November stood motionless, she knew she only had another few minutes before Citrine and Badger came rushing in to save her. If that happened there would be a war.
“Lower your weapons,” came a voice from behind. “She comes bearing food, not weapons.”
A gentleman made his way through the crowd as the people lowered their weapons. He took November’s basket, handing it to a woman behind him and grabbed November’s hands with both of his. “We thank you for generous gift. Please, we’ve just come in from the hunt and were blessed with three large turkeys. We would love for the native people to join us in our feast tonight as we give thanks for both our blessings.”
Badger and his people made their way out of the woods and were greeted with smiles and handshakes. Everyone enjoyed the feast and before the night was over, November made her way into the forest. She was greeted by Citrine who nussled her gently.
November rubbed his neck. “Badger’s people will teach the new settlers how to respect your kind.”
“Thank you,” said Citrine.
November smiled at the sound of her friends voice, then slowly disappeared returning to her home land.