I stare out the window for a while, watching as a few Natives work on our fields. It has been a month since their village had burned down, and a month since Haytham has contacted me. I groan miserably at the thought of Haytham.

Why would he do this to me?

The weather has progressively gotten colder and parts of our fields are dying. I turn away from the window and walk out the door to my room. Over the course of this month, Connor has taught me to better my climbing through trees while in return, I've taught him to climb buildings. We also exchange language lessons and our knowledge of random things. He and I have gotten close to the point where he stays in our house maybe once or twice where as the rest of the Natives prefer to camp out in their own little huts. My father and I discussed and agreed that the Mohawks will choose a new spot to build their new home and we will supply wood, food, and shelter for the time being.

I walk outside and find Ratonhnhaké:ton loading wood into a cart beside him. At the sound of the closing door, Connor turned to look at me. I sighed contently when I realized that Ratonhnhaké:ton was actually growing in the small course of a month that prior to the time period, was full of misery and misfortune. Ratonhnhaké:ton had now grown as tall as the adults of his tribe and growing mature features. He was handsome for his age, as strange as it may be to admit it. As mentioned before though, it was natural for those of a young age to be with, to the extreme extent, someone 30 years older than you. No, I am not implying anything.

"Lady Fentura."

Ratonhnhaké:ton had called out to me with a small and unnoticeable smile. My train of thoughts immediately vanished, and I realized I was blankly staring at him. I stepped down from the step in front of the door and walked towards Ratonhnhaké:ton who surprisingly, still had that small yet warm smile.

As I neared, Ratonhnhaké:ton said," You were staring at me so I was not sure if something had occurred or your desired to speak with me."

My smile vanishes and I can feel the blood in my face drain, the only sensation remaining belonging to my eyes. Ratonhnhaké:ton's small smile wavered and his eyebrows furrowed into confusion.

"What's wrong, Ms. Fentura?"

"Well you see, Mr. Rato-"

"Please," Ratonhnhaké:ton interrupted me in mid sentence without meaning any rudeness and continued," there is no need for you to speak politely towards me. Your kindness to my people and myself is enough."

The memory of Haytham and I together at the Green Dragon immediately replayed through my mind. Haytham too had said similar words to Ratonhnhaké:ton. Longing to now see Haytham, I tried to continue with what I was saying until again, he interrupted me.

"Plus...," Ratonhnhaké:ton paused for a second then continued," I consider you a part of my family. My tribe. My life."
His eyes looked distant and hurt as he placed his hands on my arms as he said those words.

"Ratonhnhaké:ton... Your Clan Mother spoke to my father last night."

He hesitantly looked into my eyes and removed his hands from my arms.

"I know it was wrong of me to listen, but I had to know what was going on."

Ratonhnhaké:ton was pretty mature for his age. If I didn't know his age, I would think he was close to my age.

"What did my Clan Mother have to discuss with your father?"

I sigh and look past his shoulder.

"Your Clan Mother refuses to tell us where your tribe will be relocating."

He nodded and confirmed what I already knew.

"To us, our land must never be stepped upon by strangers because it is blessed land."

"I'm no stranger to your people though."

"To us, you are part of our tribe, however the rule still applies."

I nod in understanding.

"What else did you hear?"

"Simply that the tribe is forbidden to now leave the tribe grounds."

His eyebrow raises and he looks innocently at the ground.

"But... Haven't I lost enough?"

I tilt my head to the side and look at him.

His gaze darkened and his eyes clouded with irritation.

"I have to continue with my occupation," he says as he gestures towards the cart piled with more than enough wood.

I nod and say," Your Clan Mother said you will be leaving soon; she did not wish to specify when. I assume by the end of this weak, you and your tribe will be off our property. Unfortunate as that may be, it is what must be done. I requested that your people and my family have a last dinner together. It is only best to anticipate when you will be leaving. I've already spoken to your Clan Mother, and she has agreed that it is the best for everyone."

To my right, I heard little running footsteps. Ratonhnhaké:ton and I turned to look; two little Native girls were running towards me. I feared something bad had happened, but they wore smiles on their faces and my tensed body relaxed.

"Caterina!"

The Natives had learned some English, and my name, from Ratonhnhaké:ton.

They stopped right in front of us, the girl that hadn't spoken nudging the girl that had.

"It's Lady Fentura," she said following an insult to her friend.

The girl that had spoken looked up at me shyly and apologized.

I smiled warmly down at them and said," No need to apologize. I simply would like to remind you two that I consider you both a part of my family; therefore, you can call me whatever you wish."

I could feel Ratonhnhaké:ton's stare on me so I turned to smile at him. He looked back down at the girls with a poker face- what he normally wore even when his closest tribe members were with him.

The two little girls held up material that had been braided beautifully. The dark brown material had a few turquoise beads around them, forming a design all the way to the end which a beautiful feather hung.

"What is this?" I smile, admiring both.

In Mohawk they said simultaneously," They are for you, friend."

They placed both in my hands and I smiled contently.

"They're beautiful," I told them in Mohawk.

"You can wear them however you would like."

They both beamed up at me and I laughed.

"Thank you, you two. My gratitude will forever be with you and your people. Others may look at me strangely for wearing these, however I could care less about their opinions. I will wear this with dignity and pride wherever I go. You two did a beautiful job with these."

"Ratonhnhaké:ton helped too!"

I stood upright and looked at him who was signaling the girls to not tell me he had helped. I laugh and turn to hug the two girls.

"He has something else for you though! Show it to her, Ratonhnhaké:ton."

The girls giggled and he somewhat glared at them.

He turned to me and said quietly," The tribe and I had decided to make this for you to always remind you of us."

"There is no way I could ever forget you guys. Your faces, ways, and love will always be engraved in my mind."

Ratonhnhaké:ton searched through the pouch he was wearing took out a beautiful necklace. The necklace had bear teeth running down the entire string until I looked at the middle. Right there was the beautiful sight of a turquoise gem, to the very sides of it patterns of their Mohawk tribe symbol. I smiled at all three of them.

"Guess what I'm wearing tonight and every day."

The girls' smiles broadened and their eyes gleamed with happiness. Ratonhnhaké:ton hid a smile. He handed me the necklace, the cool feel of the teeth and the beautiful gem flowing over my hand.

"Can we put it on you!"

The girls continued to smile.

I nod and squat down as much as possible so they can tie the necklace around my neck.

I stood up after and looked back at the young girls full of glee.

"How about you two help me get ready tonight?"

They looked at each other excitedly, unaware that tonight would be the last night we would ever see each other again.