PatchWorkAngel
We have always lived in the woods. Gathering materials, foods, and other necessity so that we may survive each night. We hide from the Giants that stop through the forest, trying to devour us, the last surviving clan of the forest. But we have to stay and wait for our sign to leave. Where the Great Spirit will send a sign that it was time to leave and guide us to the rest of our clansmen.
But... now I've received a dream where men could fly with wings of black and white. Who are these people and why has the Great Spirit send me this?