Chapter 50: THE REUNION

Jaira clung to Strong Oak's neck but had eyes only for Eagle. He shook his head slightly warning her not to say a word as he stepped forward, matching his strides to the warrior who carried Jaira.

"Where are we going?" Eagle frowned.

"To the Mohawk Valley," Strong Oak met Eagle's eyes, "I know you are Iroquois and the Mohawk belongs to your nation. That is why you have been spared."

Eagle bit back a chuckle. Strong Oak was sadly mistaken if he thought he could defeat him. He let the matter rest.

"I know Chief Black Bear well. Yes, of course, we will join you. Does he know the Wyandotte has finally been wiped out?"

A shadow passed over Strong Oak's eyes. He was still a member of the tribe that was no more. Once they were assimilated into the Mohawk tribe, they would cease to exist - officially extinct. His stomach clenched, knowing he had played a part in this, but there were no other options. Chief Black Bear was a strong leader who would lead a united tribe to greatness.