I've mentioned this to one of my good friends on Wattpad @Akari_Nekomata_Nami
that I am an Inuit or as some of you might know "Eskimo" (no I don't live in igloos I don't club baby seals I don't have 3000 words for snow so don't even ask!) I think t...
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The village of Ariaksak had hoped that the day the white men landed on the beaches wold never come however they knew that it was only logical with the new town and old base only 40 miles away but still the old women gathered together and cried leaving the shaman Ahnah at a loss for how to console them much to the dismay of the chief but all the chaos is put to rest when their princess walks into the warm yurt with a freshly cought seal to cook over the fire.
He gives them his sweet grin and instantly all the old women crowd around him and begin to fawn over him as he talks away their fears.
Ahnah turns to they chief and pats his shoulder.
"Your son shares his mothers heart"
"Indeed he deos...thats why I fear for him so and these white men coming here deos little to stay my fears!"
