Long Knife held Dark Star against his side as they followed Raven into the dense foliage, the smell of smoke still pungent in the air. Dark Star looked back over her shoulder, tears trickling down her cheeks as she clung to her husband. Torn away from her children's resting place, she couldn't bear the overwhelming sorrow.
Brown Sparrow clutched her baby against her heart, hurrying to walk at her friend's side.
"I don't think they plan on killing us!" She ignored Chief Long Knife's scowl in her direction. "Why is Raven leading us? Where are we going?"
"Hush Sparrow," Falcon warned, "Before they change their minds."
"Something isn't right," Chief Long Knife agreed, recognizing most of the warriors as his own men.
They didn't have long to wait before being herded toward a clearing. The haunting sound of mourning was the first thing that met them as they were prodded forward.
"Chief," Raven turned, "Follow me."