"Chief Divine protect us! Before the cold front arrives, gather all the food, and hunt one last time... Then, at the Temple by Warrior Lake, let's hold a ceremony! The Chief Divine of the South is quite powerful, may He protect our Red Crow Tribe!"
"Exactly, exactly! Amo, it's been a long while since we had a celebratory gathering. With this batch of food, I feel much more at ease! This time, the entire tribe should have a good celebration... Hopefully, before winter comes, we can conceive children, so as not to delay next year's harvest!"
"Indeed... Having food at hand does bring peace of mind. A bit more celebration is good!"
Amoxtli nodded with a smile, smoothing his graying hair. After pondering for a while, he looked around before speaking.
"Moqi, regarding the recent two grain trades... do the newly allied Tribal Chiefs have any opinions?"
