"Chief Divine witness! I've decided. Don't stop me!..."
The expansive bay was calm and unrippled, with the occasional plump fish leaping up, creating ripples of shimmering water. Along the plains by the shore, the leaders of the fleet were whispering among themselves, seemingly faced with a difficult choice. Meanwhile, five Miwock Hunters stood on the other side, near their canoe, patiently waiting while vigilantly watching the debating crowd.
"Since the Chieftain of the North Bay Tribe has extended an invitation, it probably isn't with ill intentions. On the contrary, if we decline it, they might misjudge us and it could lead to conflict and fighting... We have just arrived here, the fields have just been planted, and the houses aren't built yet. We will need a period of stability to establish our roots!"
Scholar Mikki, with determination in his eyes, looked at the other leaders and firmly grasped the Sun Amulet around his neck.
