“What sort of overreaction is this?” Mateo’s grandfather flicked one ear. “Next you’re going to tell me the punishment for an unsuccessful hunt is a public hanging.”
“As we told Mateo, an example must be made of him. The rest of the tribe must know what the consequences are.”
“The cub knew what the consequences were,” Mateo’s grandfather said. “I saw that when I checked in on Mateo last night. Even in his sleep, he was terrified, but that didn’t stop him from trying to be Mateo’s friend. These two care about each other. Surely you can sense that. From what I saw in Dazi’s heart, something in him recognized Mateo for what he was before the two officially met, and he has been following that guide ever since.”
“Their tribe was founded thanks to one man’s curiosity,” Mateo told his grandfather, passing along the rest of the story.