Hoping that Tala was fetching food for Damita - rather than nosing around his tent, as he suspected was just as likely - Toho made his way to see his father. When he did, the old man seemed none too pleased.<br/><br/>He stared at Toho sternly as the younger man sat cross-legged in front of him, his head bowed. It was a few moments before his father spoke.<br/><br/>"You slew Calusa yesterday. Near the river."<br/><br/>Toho nodded.<br/><br/>"Then Damita has already seen your Guardian Spirits." It wasn't a question..the facts spoke for themselves.<br/><br/>Again, Toho nodded quietly, suddenly apprehensive about just how much the old man might know, or suspected. The chief might react angerly if he knew his son had done violence to his new consort.<br/><br/>Otaohnacto shook his head with a certain sadness, sighing softly. Toho couldn't tell what was going through the old man's mind, but he was fairly certain his father now assumed, rightly, that Toho's animal spirit had forced himself on the girl.<br/><br/>Finally, the chief spoke again. "She spent the night with you, though." His voice was serious, but it implied that he and Damita hadn't been quite..quiet in their love-making. "She accepts it, then? She accepts<em>you</em>?"<br/><br/>Toho considered that for a moment. "It seems so."<br/><br/>