Jonathan (on hold)

~ 4 ~

sorry its been so long

life gets really stressful

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Helushka's P.O.V.

I awoke just as the sun began to to appear behind the horrizon. The colors flowing through the sky like samon in a river. My muscles ached from being pressed against the bars for too long. I stretched out my legs before standing, stretching my arms and back before looking to see if the men had awaken. None of them were to be seen but Luna was wandering around the camp, seemingly doing her duties.

She had about six water sacks in her arms, walking to the stream. As she walked back she looked over at me and stopped, looking a little shocked. The female soon smiled and gave a tiny wave while still holding the water sacks, then continued back to where the horses were kept. The sacks were placed by the saddles before she walked to the horses, letting them acknowledge her presence before she grabbed their ropes and led them to the stream for a refreshing drink.

She continued doing work, it mostly seemed she was getting all the men's supplies prepared. As if they would be leaving for a short while. I looked up with closed eyes, silently sending a prayer to the spirits for an escape. I will not get too eager, there might not be a chance this day.

I looked back toward the female. She had already made another fire with a pot resting over it on what looked to be a very small table with holes in the top. It looked like the same material as the cages. From the smell, it seemed she was making buffalo stew from the extra meat from last night. My stomache grumbled, begging to have some.

Luna looked at me, then at the tents. She pondered before she filled a bowl with the stew, setting some bread on the side. She came up to the bars, bowl in hand.

"They will be waking up soon. Please try to eat this quickly." I gave no response which I assumed she expected. Slowly she came closer, then with a shaking hand she slid her arm through the bars.

I took the bowl and gave a nod. A small smile formed on her lips before she went back the the fire and filled her own bowl. I gently blew on the steaming stew in attempt to cool it more quickly. Taking the bread I dipped it in the stew, making sure to get meat and what looked like vegetables on it, then took a bite. Flavours exploded on my tongue as I chewed slowly, wanting to savour this small moment before I would have to quickly finnish the rest. The women in my tribe were good with cooking, but it could not compare to this.

Filled with the longing for more as I had finnished, I slid the empty bowl through the bars for her to retrieve. She gave me another small smile as she took the bowl, then yelled at the men. Telling them the food was ready. It didn't take them long before they were all sitting around the fire, joyfully talking and eating the stew. The female was about to leave but that male, Will, grabbed her arm and pulled her down on his lap. She gave him a feirce look and looked like she was about to speak before her father glared and spoke first.

"Luna. I'm not in the mood for you're little bitch fits. The man is going to be you're husband pretty soon so you better start treating him with more fucking respect!" His voice slightly rose as his glare on the female became more threatening, silently promising her more pain if she did not comply with his wishes.

She glared at him for a bit longer before letting out a sigh of defeat, making the male holding her smile. He pulled her closer and left one hand on her thigh, using the other to hold the bowl. The males continued to talk and enjoy themselves while the female, Luna, held a frown on her face as she continued to sit on the male's lap. When he had finnished his meal he pulled her closer, both arms circled her small waist and his nose buried in her neck. Her frown had turned into a deadly glare in which her father had noticed, not accepting her reaction toward the male's affection.