Arthur woke up, feeling groggy and sick to his stomach. His cheeks felt stick and stiff from the tears that soaked his cheeks the night before. He sighed and sat up, rubbing his eyes as he did so. He let out a small yawn, stretching and standing up. The Omega walked out of his hut, feeling up to a dip in the river, he could use a bath as it was. He felt dirty and he was covered in dirt, an Omega was always supposed to be clean and good looking to attract mates. At least that is what his father told him, yet how would he know? He wasn't even an Omega himself. Arthur ran his fingers through his hair as he walked by his village people, bustling to get the morning chores done in the village. They all greeted him and told him good morning as he passed by. Once he stepped out of the village he walked down the path that led to the river that flowed beautifully. Once down there he noticed quite a few people there, making him back up and turn to the woods to go further down the river so he had privacy to bathe. He hoped there weren't too many people down at this end where he loved to bathe and watch the fish swim as the sun hit the water, making it sparkle like diamonds.

He pushed the branches out of his way as he stepped out of the tree's, looking around he noticed that no one was around. Perfect. He stepped down and walked to the edge of the water, stripping of his furs and placing them into the green grass. He stepped into the water and smiled, it was cool and it felt amazing against his porcelain skin. He walked further into the water, but only to where it reached just above his waist. The current of the flowing river kissing his skin gently. He grabbed a handful of the water and splashed it onto his face, washing off the stickiness of the tears from the night before. He scrubbed at his skin and dipped his head into the water, washing his blond hair. The feeling of the water on his skin comforted him, he soon climbed out of the water and ran his fingers through his hair. The sunlight kissed his skin and began to dry him. He shivered a bit from a slight breeze blowing him, he hugged his body and sighed. He put his furs back on and smiled softly, feeling clean and fresh. He just needed new furs. He decided to visit the fur hut later, to see if he could get something made for him. He started back to the village, where he knew his father would be waiting to have breakfast with him around the fire with some other people.

Once he stepped foot into the village he noticed the hunters getting ready to go out hunting, Arthur guessed for meat and furs the people would need. Children ran by him, laughing as they tried to catch one another. He couldn't help but smile softly at them as more ran by, Arthur walked on. He spotted the hunters and other people from the neighboring village, that were still visiting, sitting around the fire with his father. Arthur approached, getting a small smile from his father. He bowed his head before sitting next to him, where he always sat. He crossed his legs and looked into the fire, he wasn't hungry so he just turned down the food. His father looked at him curiously, "Arthur...you should eat...you are already so skinny as it is. That is no body build to hold a child that is fit to run this tribe in the future." Arthur merely glared into the fire, clenching his fists. He snapped his head to look over at his father, "How would you know? What if I'm not fit enough or even fertile enough? You are an Alpha, and I am sure you don't know as much as mother did." After he spoke he stood up and looked at the guests that were staring at him, one of them being Alfred.

"Please continue to enjoy your stay..." he bowed at them kindly before turning and leaving the group. He refused to sit there and listen to his father give him a speech on something he didn't know much about. His father may be the Chief of the Quiltine's but he was not going to let his father tell him how to take care of his own body, Alpha or not. He thought he was perfectly fine. Arthur was headed to the only place where he knew he was welcomed, the Shaman's hut. He walked slowly, careful not to get into anyone's way as they worked. The Omega's worked on weaving, cleaning animals for the meat and furs, and they even beaded and made traditional jewelry. Alpha's were the ones to hunt and gather, and even protect the Village and its people. Naturally it made sense. When the Omega had finally arrived at the Shamans hut and entered, smiling when he saw Yao cleaning off shelves to make room for more medicines and herbs. When he had turned around and noticed Arthur he bowed his head in respect. "Ah...Arthur, what brings you here, aru?" he asked curiously. He shuffled over to him and smiled, "Come in, come in. No need to stand there, aru." He said, motioning the Omega in. Arthur smiled and sighed, "My father tried to tell me to keep myself healthy..." Yao sighed, "Aiyah...what did he say this time?" he asked as he went back over to the shelves.

Arthur followed him with his gaze and sighed, "Well...he told me that my body was in no shape to carry a future Chief for this tribe...I of course snapped and told him he knew nothing of Omega's." Yao glanced at Arthur over his shoulder, "Arthur, aru. You know how your father reacts to such actions. Lets just give it time, you will find a mate and your father will leave you alone, aru." he reassured the Omega. Arthur shook his head, "My father is such a stubborn one...he will continue to tell me what to do until the day he dies." Yao chuckled, "I guess we know where you get your stubbornness from...you are as stubborn as a mule." Arthur felt heat rise to his cheeks and he frowned, "I-I am not! I am just...ugh! Oh what do you know?!" Arthur said, huffing and crossing his arms. Yao only chuckled and shook his head, "My point exactly, aru. Now...what do you plan to wear for the celebration tonight?" he asked, looking over to the Omega. Arthur looked up at him, "I...I forgot about the celebration...to welcome our guests, correct?" he asked to confirm it. Yao merely nodded and smiled, "All the unmated Omega's have a traditional welcoming dance tonight around the bonfire, aru. I figured your father would have told you." Arthur sighed and groaned softly, then he suddenly remembered that Alpha, Alfred.

He blushed at the thought of the Alpha watching him dance, he suddenly never prayed so hard that the spirits would keep him confident. "Arthur, aru?" a hand was waved in front of his face, snapping him out of his thoughts. "O-Oh...sorry...what did you say before?" Yao raised an eyebrow, "I said, I could arrange something to be made specially for you, aru. What's got your mind in the clouds?" he asked curiously, causing Arthur to blush redder. "N-Nothing...I should go...thank you Yao." The shaman nodded and smiled, "I will have your outfit delivered personally before you go out." Arthur nodded and bowed his head, leaving the hut.

'May the spirits help me...' he prayed as he walked back to his hut.