SHAPE SHIFTING PART XXVIII  (Chapter 28)
~ White Wolf ~



Author's Note: The importance of Shape Shifters varies within the
different tribe cultures. The following provides a glimpse into understanding the connection between humankind and all animals on Earth
Mother directed by Creator.
                                                   
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We were shifted into Wolves running fast dashing between and over the shrubs and bushes. We heard something and stopped. Strange sounds were calling to us; it was coming from over the hill on my east side. We stood there still silently looking at each other, all ears pointed towards the songs of elders singing carried on the wind coming from the hill.  I sent my friend 2Claws ahead to continue your given mission of bringing more warriors to help carry, watch guard and if required protect ourselves, the numbers of warriors count for our mission right then.
 
LittleWolf felt compelled by the spirits to meet the source of the call for the ancient ones. Just to say it was carried on the wind seemed to be sacred to his soul. Little Wolf stood up as a man and began to walk up the hill. Just before he reached the top; he was trying to explain to Wolf something he had no words for.  Doing the best he could to remember he continued: It felt like an invisible wall of vibrating tingles all over his body. Every pore or cell of my skin was being touched and sound stimulated. It was a loving embracing feeling as if passing through a place like the separation of two worlds only different. I knew it must have been a vision so I went with it to get the message; like you have taught us dad.
 
Wolf takes out his water bag and gives his son a drink, Wolf follows and puts the bag down. LittleWolf relaxes from telling the story, the first time is like reliving the actual moment and what was to follow was he knew had to be way ahead of their time. Wolf just nods his head and smiles LittleWolf smiles back and continues.
 
It was suddenly different; the air smelled different, the sky was dark, not many stars were visible, even though it had suddenly become night. The singing was clearer, and it was very, very cold. I listened to the words and didn’t understand them all, but the words known, seemed to be a call to all the ancestors to come and help them. I saw a light from over the next small hill moving low to see without being seen; I peeked over the hill down at the light. There was many strange and scary things. Many of our people were dancing around a fire and singing the sacred song we heard all the way from the other realm. Overtop of all the commotion there was loud noises, bangs, flashing star like lights, and puffs of smoke, then he saw this big square thing and the people were talking to it and the odd men on it. What do you mean, odd, son? They had square heads and sticks they would point at our people and it spit fire and made our people fall down. Our people were in big trouble. The fire kept coming out of the sticks and our people kept falling one by one. It was sad to see. That’s when I saw the man carrier. Some of our people came running to put a fallen man on this two stick carry blanket. I stood up and made a loud war cry with my lance in the air. An elder dancing in the circle looked up at me. We both made war cries together. We could see each other. Then suddenly water started coming out of these big swivel sticks on top of the box the strange men stood on they were getting all the people wet and it was so cold outside. What kind of madness is this, LittleWolf was confused. He heard a big roar and what looked to be a giant bug with flashing star lights and one bright sun light moving around like searching. I looked back down at the elders circle dance and saw 3 elders looking at me. I called out a war cry and they called back again, but also moved their lances to direct me to look up the next hill.  I saw a warrior on the next hill, where the big noisy stinky bug flew from. We all war cried at the same time and there was a flash and the warrior was gone. But you know what dad; it kind of looked like you. Wolf just smiled.  What did you do then son? I ran. I ran over the hill flashed through back to day light it was raining and no time to think I shifted and up the hill towards the home cave I ran.
 
You had a good vison my son we will go deeper in this connection another time, it has some hidden meanings.
 
There will be a time when we need to tell the others, so remember the story well. This can be a test of your story telling gift to carry on, and teach others to tell the story of this time. Visions are sacred and meant to be shared as a message from Creator for all to interoperate. It is in this way all of Creators guidance can be used throughout life.
 
For now I smell Four Feathers Hot flat bread cooking, let’s go eat. I have much to talk with Four Feathers about last night’s dream time vision. What’s that Dad? Things I should remember but don’t. Perhaps she will share some wisdom with us. We have big plans to make. 
 
Wolf grabs his water bag and stand up. He starts talking to LittleWolf still sitting there as Wolf walks away: “I must talk with both Four Feathers and Four Words to see how a Badger a coyote and a mouse will help guide us to our future.  I think I’m going to be surprised about the powers in wisdom of a mouse and he continues walking towards the camp down below.
 
LittleWolf with his eyes open wide stands up running towards his dad and says: “ Hey Day wait, What?”
 
 
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Wolf turns to wait for his son and puts his arm around his shoulder, patting it he says: “All in good time, my son. Your understanding and putting things together is a very good sign. It makes my heart warm, to hear your wisdom. Walk with me to find Four Feathers. We will have a circle talk. This will bring out any dreams or questions for all the people to be thinking of these ways to understand the true path Creator has in designed for us.
 
Wolf stands on the large rock at the caves entrance. He looks out upon the land all around over the tree tops, and around him his people all pause when Wolf says out loud: “Gather the people that we all may share words of our dreams and thoughts on this new quest. We will assemble in the fire circle and keep the fire low to minimize the smoke it puts up in the air.” He walks down from the rock and all the people start moving into the circle. Wolf notices that each person is in their usual place to sit. It has become their own space; perhaps moving around a little but mostly in the same place. Sub-tribal cultures were created in such ways and this makes it easy when talking in the circle because we know which way to look when someone is asked to say anything.  Could this be the natural evolutional flow of group decisions? He has noticed that from each of 4 different areas set in the direction of which they stand. Each has a different way of seeing things, and the combination is like looking at things from all directions. He’s standing where he sits and looks up in the sky. Holding his arms up he says: “Wopila (Thanks) to you for the council of the four directions” and sits down. The people are whispering to each other, mumbling and grins going around. They understand what was meant without it being said as they looked around at who they were sitting with and the connection with those and still with the others.
 
It became very clear; this tribe that has chosen to follow White Wolf is evolving to become as one looking out for the good of all. Wolf sees this as a very good sign and he starts out by giving first words of sharing dreams and thought ~ to the people.
 
Wolf picks up a stick to hold up in front of all and says. This is the talking stick. Whoever holds it has their turn to speak. They pass it to the next person wanting to say something. And it begins when Wolf hands the talking stick to the warrior on his right, which is One Horn, who had his hand up waving to be first.
 
I see you’re first in line to talk as well to eat, so take the stick One Horn and tell us of your thoughts. Everybody was giggling at the fact of truth in Wolfs words. One Horn always did seem to be first in line to eat. 
 
One Horn tells of his dream of last night. No body interrupted and listened hard trying to understand the dreams relationship to their quest.  And it continued as the stick was passed around.
 
Not as many as Wolf thought spoke of their dreams. The ones that did speak had funny stories and unrelated things to the quest. It came to be Four Feathers, Four Wards, and Little Wolf. Wolf stopped them and said I will go first for there are questions I must ask the others before they speak. Little Wolf reached out for the stick and Wolf told him hold on your dream is a vision we have talked of and will again. For now we need the wisdom of Four Feathers band Four Words.
 
Wolf, still holding the stick, looked straight at the two sisters and posed his questions regarding his dream of last night. First I want to say I went the traditional way of seeking out my totem animals, of which I know I have many. First I want to say I went the traditional way of seeking out my totem animals because there are so many perhaps this way will bring the countdown to be more manageable.  But last night it was about three animals and I ask you to share your knowledge of these animals to see how that will fit with our quest and provide some guidance. There was a strong inception that this was the true guidance. We just need to figure out what it is. The tribe all laughs and relaxes even more to be respectively in good remembrance of the stories and using them by definition within the quest they are setting up. It’s important that the whole tribe be involve and working together, forgetting any previous simple misgivings. Total oneness is the first step to the rest of their lives.
 
Wolf begins; what are the powers of these three animals: First is a Badger, second is a Coyote, and third is a mouse. Wolf pauses and hands the stick to Four Feathers. She looks up at Wolf and says: Give me a minute these are interesting animals and it would seem our quest will be tricky with some transparent methods of allowing the estranged tribe to see what isn’t there. I also had dreams of the powers of these same and a few more animals. That was good as they talked with me, as strange it does seem the similar dreams of ours to provide validation our ancestors still watch over us, like the stars. Everybody turns to look at Four Feathers with deep respect in wonder of how this will unfold. 
 
Four Feathers begins. My Great Grandfather taught me of many animals purpose and cause, you see he was of a time when man and the animals were speaking to each other. There is mysterious guidance within this knowledge. I ask that each of you listen closely by lending me your ears, lean in to hear my weak voice speaking of this sacred wisdom. Remember all of it be retained by practicing the memory of these truths in the world between man and the winged, the four legged, the swimmers, the earth dwellers, the insects, the crawlers, all animals. The animals have senses to know things before we do. They are a guide of what will come in the future. Learn and practice by telling the stories to each other. This is a very important time the will be the strong foundation of our tribe creation with it own most necessary rules of protection and survival. Everybody ready? asked Four Feather as she was sitting back up straighter, adjusting her position. The remaining tribe was still leaned in close so as no to miss one precious word from the guiding wisdom of Four Feathers. 
 
The Badger is gray, black, and buff, with a white stripe from the nose to the back of his head.  This in itself is very symbolic of how open it is the keeper of light and knowledge of earth and other animals. The dark black is the mysterious unknown between the two worlds.  The Badger may look fat, but it’s actually very muscular and powerful. Its outer skin is loose, so it is difficult for bites from other animals to injure it.  Its own jaws are extremely strong. The jaws are the symbols of powerful expression. This ties the badger to the mysteries of the “word” particularly the magic of storytelling.  The Badger asks us to remember at least this one thing.  The stories people tell have a way of taking care of them, a time, when and where they are needed. Four Feathers adds that sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive. That is why we put these stories in each other’s memory.  This is how people care for themselves.  The Badgers strong digging ability facilitates its connection to Earth Mother and all the spirits within.  However, the Badger is basically an unsociable animal. It does not relate well with others even its own kind. Like some I know, as she looks over at One Horn, “Doesn’t Play Well with others” The tribe giggled as it is a good speaker to keep full attention. This might be why stories are its symbolic means of communication. It’s often easier for those with badger medicine to relate through stories than to have to do it directly.
 
Wolf asks Four Feather to pause while they all discuss how this pertains to the upcoming quest.  The Badger is open to wisdom, knowledge, and the connections between the inner earth bound animals as well as those on the surface, pertinently we should be open to all things in this ways of wisdom in both worlds.  It has loose skin so it’s hard for a bite to cause an injury. We should consider that to be a form of distraction. A deadly blow could be made while our enemy is distracted by biting, if planned right that won’t affect the ones their fighting which can offer another way of taking them by surprise.  Since the Badger is gifted with the mysterious ways of the words, we should not count out the opportunity to talk of a peaceful resolution between us.  But most of all know that they could overwhelm us if we aren’t prepared for their strong capabilities. This is most promising. The word of agreeable conversation is still to be considered. Their way has shown they will talk. We must consider and learn from the fact that their talking will be mostly about them. Wolf feels a shaking and freezes, still holding his arms out he steadies himself. Anyone feel that? Nobody felt anything different. It was ripple in time from us to our future ancestors. It’s like in the future a mans word will make no sound. Wolf shouts out; Little Wolf; remind me to speak of our visions when we get to it. The people should know.  The people are all looking at each other in wonderment of what new information is coming. The tribe is focused, all look over at Four Feathers as Wolf says, Wopila (Thanks) for the moment to talk about your definition to be of this quests purpose and please as you continue feel free to further share your wisdom and or correct mine.    
 
Four Feathers remembers the next animal Wolf met in his dream was the Coyote, this will be tricky, pun intended.
 
Four Feathers starts off: Now the Coyote is an amazingly adaptive animal and our Ancestors have stories of plenty as the coyote is known to be the jokester, or the master of trickery. Its ability to survive prosperously in almost any environment has it being seen everywhere we go. The coyote has much magic but even when it’s not working, it serves a purpose. There is always hidden wisdom where the coyote is concerned. The Coyote is skillful, and often looks for short cuts. This is to remind us not to be so serious and to remember anything is possible.
 
The question becomes: Are we complicating what is really simple in some of our life’s quests.
 
Four Feathers looks up to the sky and back down to the tribe all focused to learn and remember these ancient teachings. She slowly turns her head so that her eyes meet each set of eyes within the ceremonial tribal circle. Do you all promise to remember these words by telling them often? Every person young and older acknowledged Four Feathers with respect by shouting war cries, and Aho’s, with some deep meaning Wopila Tonka’s  (Thanks for all you do). Yells of approval, and understanding were abounding.  A big proud knowing smile came over Four Feathers whole being. She was so excited that the people were focused to learn she was almost glowing
 
 
Four Feathers turned her head up to look at Wolf, smiles, and with her eyes she passed to Wolf; that it was his time to speak the definition on their quest Wolf felt the sign and knew it was meant for him to guide them, in his turn to speak of the spiritual description by interpretation.  How will this trickster fit into the overall plan?
 
It’s hard to remain an honest man when trickery is involved. However, there are moments in time when it becomes necessary to do whatever it takes to defend and maintain the wellbeing and even the life of the tribe.
 
Perhaps it might be them as the Coyote. They could be the ones to trick us. So we must consider the ways we might be fooled to let down our guard. Four Feathers has said they have hidden plans. So we should consider the ones talking and working with us are not the ones taking advantage. That could be the distraction they need to take more from us in the name of their own tribe, leaving us little. Winter is coming, Wolf hugs himself. “Did you all feel it to be cooler last night?” everybody was in agreement. We must gather hunt and collect more now to save for the winter. Understand that it will also provide a reason for them to rob us of our stores and without food we might not live through the winter. As well; they might not have collected.
 
They all agreed that was unlikely. Perhaps we show good faith and chance by gifting opportunity. We should all be working hard during the day gathering twice the foods we will need during the dark cold barren months. So this can become automatic each day working the plan in our minds while working the ways of being ready with extra stores. It would be a generous agreeable offer to share our food stores by half to have peace and good faith. In what could be called treaty. Four Words can’t help but speak up by saying; there will be many of those, all of which will be broken by a fare skinned man. All look at her with respect but few understand to see that far ahead. 
They know she speaks truth of the future but don’t understand exactly how it will be, or even some of the things she says.
 
Wolf says: The main thing is we should know what the distraction ones are doing but at the same time watch out for what the others are doing while trying not to be seen. I’m getting a feeling this way of trickery will continue way into the future. We must always watch what the other hand is doing while we are greeting them with our friendship hand. Trust is something to be earned over a period of time and not freely given to those who might use it against us.    
 
Wolf looks over at Four Words and she nods in agreement. He then looks at Four Feathers who takes it as the sign for her to continue with her animal powers descriptions.
 
The mouse; said Four Feathers. Did it have white feet? Yes, replied Wolf and long legs. That would be a deer mouse. It has big eyes and ears, and has white gloves on its feet.  The Deer mouse will nest in abandoned squirrel and bird nests, hollow logs, cracks, and crevices. And its nest is a messy disorder of assembled things taken for the catch of an eye. Most things not useful but hung on to, as collecting to keep useless stuff and be burdened down by its very existence. Waving his hand in the air, Interpretation please says: One Horn? When you go back inside the mother of caves to find your place which is basically your nest, what would you see? The path to always being ready and maintaining a happy healthy life is to get rid of the things you don’t use or need. Organize what is left and be ready to grab and use any weapon or thing you have prepared. Aho (amen) makes good sense says One Horn. All predators feed on mice. To maintain their existence, mice have more than one litter a year. Wolf speaks up and says; you hear that my people we better go to our own nest clean it up and jump in together and get busy. All had a big laugh. When mouse shows up in your life it’s either time to pay attention to the details, or an indication that you cannot see the forest for the trees. One Horn speaks up; but the forest is the trees, how can that be? Some giggle, Wolf says; it just means to look past the front trees to see deep inside at the mysteries held by the forest. Many of the people grinned nodded their heads and shouted out in agreement of understanding.   Four Feathers continues: It can show us how to attain the big things by working on the little things.
 
 
White Wolf says:
We can make this work. We have time to shape the plan to protect the people, because we have plenty of time, to define more dreams and create new things that might be needed. Wolf turns to smile at Four Feathers with acknowledgement of thanks for sharing her wisdom. They have good understanding and the connection allows for the simple communication details. A look and it’s known. That’s a true friendship connection. 
 
During this whole ceremony meeting time; Four Words, Four Feathers Sister, has said little to nothing, yet listen she did. Four Feathers says, “Sister you haven’t spoken much where are you?” FourWords says, “I have been in the future at least seven generations ahead of ours. I was shown a time that crosses both Wolf and Little Wolf’s true visions. Those will be real times. The black snake is actually a black thick sticky messy and poisonous liquid.  The people stand to protect the land and rivers from this poison going through hallow logs across the land and rivers. They put them in anyway. It seems we as a people will still have things to plan around from time itself…………..on.”
 
Standing in front of Wolf already standing, Four Words speaks. It is with much respect I give thanks for your guidance and visions of the future you share. If we work on the things we know, perhaps we can also, by some way, direct a better future for all. Yet I keep getting this feeling that we as a people, way out in the future generations of forever, will still be fighting for what is ours and to protect all living things and earth itself. Bad part of the vision was when it was shown they put in the hallow trees across the land and rivers, and sent the black snake flowing through it and shortly thereafter the disturbance with universe, which seemed to match the time of many other bad things. The people’s worst fears were met and there was a leak that poured out the poisonous black sticky oozing snake. The world is in confusion of a disturbing force, and together they fight it…This is a strong sign, we must become many, many more. Even with the most and others joined as connected. The wisest might not always be listening. And the takers will keep on taking.”  So hear me wise warriors and women of power and guidance. It’s time to get busy and bring many new sacred children of yours to be stronger on the chain of life, we have much work on the world and all its people to watch over.
 
Wolf and the whole tribe looked at her like she was talking in another language. Wolf looks over at Little Wolf and says, “It’s time to share the visions Son.” Little Wolf nods to his dad as if to go first. Wolf says; “Let’s all get comfortable and listen to a time within two visions connected at what can only be at least seven generations ahead of our time. Remember as we listen this will be what has ultimately come from us, way far ahead in time with things that cannot be defined. We should remember there is always a better way. During the time we take to find it, (something happens), it is what we call ~ life.”  This in itself will test our memory of storytelling skills so they can live on in truth. 
 
I was looking up into the sky when it went dark, like nighttime. Wolf knows from many times before, this kind of quick change can mean he has entered another vision, now he must try to understand it. From drizzling daylight it’s become dark like the night, but he sees a very large bird or something that is flying. Like a shadow it’s hard to figure out. It’s brighter than the night sky and has what appeared to be flashing, different colored stars, all over it. I have never seen such a thing. It was barely moving slowly above the ground, when it stopped in mid-air just above me and so close it was like looking at the belly of the beast. It had bumps all over it but in straight lines. So close yet so far away. It’s so strange, what kind of madness can this be. I was standing on top of a tall hill and this flying thing is making loud: chopping sounds, fast and continually repeating.  The sound was so strong it was shaking me all over I felt a thumping on my body and a smelly wind blowing straight down on me. My hair was flying up on all ends with feathers tied to most, as a warrior we often do. But from the shadow on the ground it looked like it was standing on its ends in a big decorated circle all over my head. That looked kind of scary and with powerful meaning, so I kind of wish I could make it stay that way. Everybody laughed and Four Feathers said; be careful what you wish for! This made Wolf smile. But the smell was so strongly remembered.  It took away the clean air and made it very difficult to breath. Perhaps this is connected to the defined black snake, something we don’t know of yet.  This could never be a bird, it was so loud and smells of a strange foul rotten smell that burned my eyes and I started coughing from whatever bad things are coming from this determined to be a crazy bad thing from the dark side of a time far beyond this, flying in the sky just like he was there. Truth be known, I was there in the future through a vision for which I’m very thankful. If for nothing else, I am here and not there. I even put my hands over my ears which only helped a little to hold out the painful sound. It flew on, low down to the hill top so I could see right thru it only parts towards the top. I could see the shape of a man moving around with a round head inside, and I see there’s more than one of those creatures inside moving around. I’m wondering if these are the star people. I’ve heard many stories about the star people.
 
Without warning it was like the Morningstar was shining right into my face. This bright light came from this thing was blinding so now I could see nothing.  I raised my arm up over my eyes. Instinctively I raise my lance into the air at this thing and let out a loud long war cry.
 
The light moved away from my face and shined on down the hill as this strange flying thing followed it down towards a river.
 
I saw a very big circle of our people, yet most are wearing strange cloths. They are dancing in a circle around a big fire. I heard their words of their singing only to understood but half of it. Some were looking up the hill where I stood as the flying thing moves away from me. They raised their drum sticks to me, so I raised my lance back again and together looking at each other and we gave war cries together. It was a historical moment for sure each had seen the other from another realm in the now of this one vision.  He could understand some but not all of the words.  They were singing for their ancestors to come help them to protect the water for all living things. They began a chant “Mni Wiconi” (Water is Life). Wolf remembers hearing this as one of the main teachings of his Ancestors. But something even stranger there was a small band inside the circle that were pointing up at me on the hill. I raised my lance once more and made a mighty loud long war cry. I see and hear their war cries back as if they knew me. But the vision of all this was too much to begin to sort out at that time. It was the moment I heard the song within as part of a future story that tells something about the 7th generation fire. First thing that came to my mind was the 7 sister’s constellation 4Words had showed them. This must be the future. Suddenly all the drumming singing and chopping of their strange flying thing stopped, all noise was gone. Everything went deeper than dark he must be within the dark side. He felt the hope and prayers of these people in his vision and wondered how peaceful the future will be. Suddenly Wolf opens his eyes and he’s back from winze before the vision came in reliving to share with the people.
 
Most of the people had a puzzled look and then there were those with a registering mind trying to make the connection of these centuries apart reality of plans.
 
Four words looked over at Little Wolf with a smile and Four Feathers says, without knowing where it is the talking stick is yours; the tribe busted out in laughter.  (Settling down), she continues; to share your vision with us. Wolf was thinking how good it was for the tribe to have humor mixed with the serous. It is a grand way to stay focused and listen to learn. After all everybody wants a good laugh and will listen for the next one which brings attention to the speaker and the people end up with more understanding of the knowledge. He’s feeling blessed to be with these people, his people, as he is theirs.
 
Little Wolfs is still laughing when he realizes it’s his turn to describe his vision. Little Wolf gathers himself and closes his eyes to remember the truth of what the vision was.
 
I remember Dad asking about the drag poles we were making into carry blanket. I got the idea from the vision, so I told him and he wanted to later on talk of the vision. So we waited for the right time. So now it is my turn to tell the story in the same way so that it will remain true.
 
I remember Wolf asking, “in your vision was there some kind of flying thing in the sky with flashing colored lights on it?” Yes I told him, because there was. Wolf says I was wondering if Little Wolf had a similar vision of our people in prayer dancing and singing ceremony in need of help from their ancestors for protection from the sky people he saw. It must have been the future, but does it mean there will be continued struggles to survive others from now until the end of time? Wolf dismisses this negative thought and dwells on the task at hand to hear the balance of Little Wolf’s vision. 
 
Little Wolf nods and continues. It was suddenly different; the air smelled different, the sky was darker like night. The singing was clearer, and it was very, very cold. I listened to the words and not understand them all, but the basic seemed to be a call to all the ancestors to come and help them. I saw a light from over the next small hill moving low to see without being seen; I peeked over the hill down at the light. Strange and scary things. Many of our people were dancing around a fire and singing the sacred song he heard all the way from the other realm. Overtop of all the commotion there was loud noises, bangs, flashing star like lights, and puffs of smoke, then he saw this big square thing and the people were talking to it and the odd men on it. How were they strange asked Four Feathers? They had square heads and sticks they would point at our people. Our people were in big trouble. Fire came out of the sticks and our people would fall. It was sad. That’s when I saw the man carrier. Some of our people came running to put a fallen man on this two stick carry blanket. I stood up and made a loud war cry with my lance in the air. An elder  dancing in the circle looked up at me. We both made war cries together. We could see each other. Then suddenly water started coming out of these big swivel sticks on top of the box the strange men stood on they were getting all the people wet and it was so cold outside. What kind of madness is this? I thought, I was confused. I heard a big roar and what looked to be a giant bug with flashing starlights and one bright sun lite moving around like searching. I looked back down at the elders circle dancing and saw 3 elders looking at me. I called out a war cry and they called back, but also moved their lances to direct me to look up the next hill.  I saw a warrior on the next hill, where the big noisy bug flew from. We all war cried at the same time and there was a flash and the other warrior was gone. But you know dad it kind of looked like you. Wolf just smiled.  What did you do then son? I ran. I ran over the hill flashed through back to day lite it was raining and no time to think I shifted and up the hill towards the home cave I ran.
 
Four Feathers said to the whole tribe: “You know why it always rains when we dance for it?” ~ Wolf nods his head with a knowing smile and says, “Because we don’t stop dancing until it rains” The tribe had a good laugh, but all knew the true meaning and they will never give up.
 
Wolf speaks to all: “We will make our days long, gather the food and meat as much as we can. During these tasks we will think of our main mission and how we can together make it best. We will use our dreams and focus on them by night and discuss of what help they might be at each morning gathering. We will be ready to make things right and retain our peaceful home cave for this coming winter. Warriors begin the creation of what weapons you can devise to include some you haven’t even thought of. We will not surrender to the aggressive rude takers. The next few nights of dreams will set the main focus and guide for us.
 
We give thanks for what was, what is, and what will be.
 
We will make this work in a good way, as soon as we figure out how. The plans, work, and continual preparation begins.