the wind howls much like the wolves as the warrior walks in the snow, his bow in hand as he hunts. hunting food for his family his tribe his sisters, and friends within his tribe, as he truges through the deep cold snow , the mighty falcon cries, above, danger lurks in the forest tonight, the fox runs as the wolf lets out a low mornful cry. again the warrior looks to the falcon to guide his course, to the buffalo he takesand kilks only enough to feed his family. then travels back to camp, the others praise him in song and dance a mighty hero the warrior is to his sister as she looks at her mighty warrior brother and beams with loveand pride for his many accomplishments this day. .
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