Another very short chapter, but they are going to get much longer eventually! These are just a few introductory chapters.
Also thanks to Anion for the spell check! Sorry hun, I meant to change that before posting the fic.
Alrighty lovlies, enjoy!

"Ratonhnhaké ton, don't play with that!" the mother scolded her son and slapped his wrists when he tried to get it again, assuming his mother wasn't looking.

"Ow Ista! What is it though?" The small boy responded in his native language, rubbing the red marks on his hands. The mother looked to the Native American boy with an expression that was pure love and motherly affection. She made a mental note to braid some of the hair from his bangs so that the dark hair would not hang in eyes.

"It is a knife. It is sharp and dangerous, so no touching."

"Yes Ista," he mumbled. A scrawny boy came running as hard as he could to the opening of the tent.

"Hello Napayshni."

"Hey Ratonhnhaké ton, what are you doing?"

"Getting smacked on the wrists for nothing..." Ziio looked down with a warning scowl.

"Then come play with us! We're getting ready to play hide-and-seek." Ratonhnhaké ton looked pleadingly to his mother.

"Fine, but do not go outside the valley."

"Yes Ista!" The Clan mother stepped aside as the two boys darted out of the tent. When the path was clear, only then did she come in.

"Hello Kaniehtiio."

"Hello Clan mother, what brings you here today?"

"How is Ratonhnhaké ton doing?"

"Oh. Well," Kaniehtiio looked up for a moment, caught off guard by the question, "he's doing just fine. He's healthy, mannered, but very troublesome. I suppose I know where it comes from though."

"Haytham…"

"Yes."

"Have you told Ratonhnhaké ton yet?"

"No, I don't want to expose him to the truth of him. I love Haytham, but his means and goals were the reason I left. He already stole Miakoda from me when I meant to hide her and Ratonhnhaké ton both. You know how hard I tried to find her again, but he took extra care to have the Templars keep her from my sight. I only hope she is well…"

"You need not worry too much about her; if he loves her as a true daughter, then this man you love will see to it that she is raised properly."

"I hope you are right Clan mother, I really do."

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By the way, it was Ista.

Ista: mother