Red Hawk the Spear Maker(Part 5 Revenge)

This takes place on the planet Surnova during the end of their dinosaur period. The human’s here evolved faster than did their counter part on Earth.

The story is now being told by my son Thunder Bird.

After War Eagle and I died, the rest of the tribe broke and tried to flee. The raiders chased and killed all the remaining members of the tribe. Our last hope of the tribe continuing, rest on the shoulders of Thunder Bird.

I left with 15 hunters, 15 women, and 15 of the older children. We took enough food and water to last us a couple of weeks. After that, we would have to forage for food and water. I headed West out of the valley, and swung around to the Southwest toward the river. After 20 days of walking we came to the valley where the tribe had first settled. A few of us tore down the rock wall my father had installed in the bear cave. The valley was lush, with plenty of game to hunt.

We did our grieving while on the walk here, now it was time to put our grief aside, and start to rebuild the tribe. We started by scouting our surrounding territory making sure it was safe. We hunted and planted a few crops like my father had taught us to do. In our tribe we had one man who studied the ways of the shaman, and one woman who had studied the uses of herbal medicine.

It has been over a year now since the attack that killed my family and most of the other tribe members. It was a real struggle at first, but slowly things started to work themselves out. We still run scouting parties to the north to make sure the raiders have not followed our trail.

When a strange tribe wanders into our territory, we check them out completely, before we make our presents known. Many times we will trade with those tribes, including exchanging women. Talking with the people of those tribes, is always a good source for information. One tribe did tell us that the raiders had gone North toward the mountains.

Our tribe is growing stronger as the year goes by. The tribe has a few new additions now, as the women are starting to give birth. We are training the older children how to hunt, and fish. How to survive by building a shelter, and how to search for food. Also how to stay hidden when there seems to be trouble.

We taught them how to build bows and make arrows. We found some really good Ironwood to make new arrows. The wood from the Yew tree seems to make the best bows. I kept playing with the arrow head, using different sizes of flint, and even trying to use bone as a head. Trial and error method seemed to work the best, to find out which material would make the best arrow heads.

We practiced with dummy arrows so we would not damage our good battle and hunting arrows. Most of the hunters were very accurate at 100 paces. Our best shooters could hit the target at more than 200 paces. We practiced daily and in various locations just to be prepared.

Life appeared to be good for the tribe, we had food, water, shelter, and nobody bothered us. Still something seemed wrong or was missing. I could not put my finger on this odd feeling, but it was there.

I increased the patrols and the range that they covered. The patrols reported back that all was clear. There was not any contact with other tribes, or raiders. I would go out with a patrol to the north, just to be sure. I did not want a sneak attack to catch us off guard. But so far so good, with no contact with any of the raiders.

A few months later a tribe came through our camp.