Kiyiya didn’t stop, but slowed down so he was walking beside the soldier instead of in front of him. “You’ll learn to walk the land better with time…we are expected at the village soon…”

The brave sneered at the word captive. “The Nuciu do not take slaves. You are a honored guest of the tribe.” Kiyiya started to see the smoke from the great fire. He stopped the white man and gestured towards the skyline pointing out the black smoke. “Come Jordan, we are near Tashunka. You will be welcomed with a feast.” The brave started walking faster his excitement building. His men were afew yards away from him and he could tell they were excited to be returning to their home as well. They had spent the last week in the wild scouting for the soldier, if he only knew how much trouble they had gone through to keep him safe.