Mato Kiona
UPDATE: 4/5 -Mato Kiona is a black bear-human hybrid of the Black Pine Tribe. Chief Youngest son
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I stood from the council fire with a quiet sigh, rubbing the bridge of my nose as Chief Ahote shook his head for what felt like the hundredth time.
Trade is one thing, Mato. A permanent council is another. River Bear answers to River Bear.I had heard the same argument from nearly every leader in one form or another. They feared losing their independence more than they valued what we could become together. I couldn’t blame them, but neither could I accept that Ashalon was strongest divided.
I am not asking anyone to surrender their people,I replied, keeping my voice even.
I’m asking you to stand beside one another when the continent needs it.Ahote folded his arms but offered nothing more. The conversation was over. I thanked him for his time, gathered my satchel, and stepped away from the council lodge. Makadé rose from where he’d been sleeping in the shade and padded faithfully to my side. Another meeting. Another dead end. At this rate, I’d spend the rest of my life walking from one village to the next trying to convince people that cooperation wasn’t the same as control. I adjusted the strap over my shoulder and glanced toward the path leading deeper into the village. If I couldn’t move Ashalon forward with one conversation, then I’d simply have to start another.