Name: Dyami (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6910106#msg6910106)<br/>Status: Native<br/>Tagging: Mae, Kris, Sika, Willow, and Apa.  Concerning Eric, does not see Matchitehew.<br/>Location: In the forest, counting survivors<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"What if they aren't good for the tribe, Dyami? What then?"</strong>Her words were solemn, but Dyami knew she spoke the truth.  “I don’t know Mae.” He replied.  “All we can do is wait and see.”<br/><br/>Dyami listened to their replies<strong> "I'm not sure what we can do. Kris and I could watch them, we're both silent in the forest, and there is no one better than us. We could also set up scouts at the river near the village and at the waterfall."</strong>And he thought about it “That’s not a bad idea,” he said, “father will never allow it and mom might hit me for suggesting it.”  “What about Sika?” Dyami thought aloud, “he’s got a good head on his shoulders, he’s proven himself before.”<br/><br/>They stopped talking as the saw a man with the beard approached and began climbing up a tree nearby. Looking up he could almost hear the wheels turning in Kris’s head. He swore silently to himself, not because he was fairly certain Kris was about to make his life more difficult, but also because he knew she was right to do so, he had a weapon, he had camouflaged himself and he had left the weak non combative types behind.  Something was wrong.  Turning to Mae pulling her deeper into the shadows, shielding her from the path Kris was most likely to go and bracing himself for what was about to happen.<br/><br/>All of this happens in Dyami’s mind’s eye right as Willow arrives with Sika.  Knowing there is mere seconds before the man, Eric looks down he briefly leaned out of cover just long enough to give a quick series of hand signals to Sika.  Telling him to hide Willow and stay defending and silent.  Dyami prays they will be fast enough as he slips back into cover with Mae. One of his hands ensuring his knives were unstuck and slid easily in their sheathes.