Raven went back into the woods and found her tribe. They were being pushed back more but they were adamant to stay. They were going nowhere. She arrived to her hut and looked at her mother who just pointed outside. "Mama do I have to...?" The older Indian woman nodded, with a groan she walked out of the hut and to a tall man by the name of Wolf. He was tan and handsome, he had a tattoo on his upper arm. He was muscular and lean. Raven walked up to him.<br/>"Evening my.... Fiancée.." She hesitated to say the last word. He smiled down at her.<br/>"Evening to you my lovely bride." Raven shuttered in disgust at the word and rolled her eyes.