My name is Shikoba, of the
Delrak tribe, I am the chief of this village and a proud one. Me and my brothers went out to go hunting today. Yesterdays catch was not enough to feed everyone so we have to have a good hunt today. It used to be enough, until the settlers came. They came by sea, on a massive beast of wood and earth, flying across the waters, even bigger than the canoes we are accustomed to using. They could have crushed us without opposition. Their hunters have weapons that make a loud noise, following the death of an animal. Their hunting is so easy and leisurely, but yet they take so much. So much that our families are struggling to even feed ourselves without starving the children. I pray, that the gods do something about this matter, soon, or else, their will be no more of us. Most of our other friends lodgings have been destroyed due to their fast rate of eating the land, and they have to move somewhere else deeper into the mountains. After that, we hear nothing from them. We pray for our friends safety, hoping they are coping with the struggle as we are too. We can not fight them, for their weapons of thunder are too strong and scary, for we do not know what allows them to use such terrifying weapons. Although their weapons are a mystery to us, some of out fellow tribe members have started with an idea of a counter attack. They take our land and we deal with it, the other tribes say, we must fight back and take back what is ours and defend mother nature! I am still thinking about this proposal. Many others have decided to go to war with the white men. Under these conditions, I might have to as well. For now, until the next council meeting where all tribes will decide our fates, we shall just hope we can make it through the winter first, I can feel it coming.
*Edit 1: Added more "character" to character.
*Edit 2: Added more "resistance" from the Indian Tribes.