them in a stone mound where they could be found at a
later time.

There was a plentiful supply of goods wrapped in the
fur. Besides the dried meat, there was flint for fire, two
flint knives, several arrowheads, leather thongs for bind-
ing and sinew for a bow.

Raven opened a small pouch he found in the cache. There
were several packets of herbs, a small silver medallion
and a beautiful eye of turquoise. This was the medicine
bag of Blue Star, a stone worker of his people. Raven
smiled as he reached for his own medicine bag only to
find it was gone. He thought for moment and knew it
must have been lost in the great battle with the plains
warriors. His face darkened as he again thought of his
loss and was silently grateful for the medicine bag Blue
Star had concealed in the cache.

The Raven warrior made a small campfire that evening.
He pulled the great lynx fur around his shoulders, sitting
cross legged and erect as he meditated. He drew large
breaths from the air, calming himself until he could feel
his muscles relax. He gave thanks to the people and man
above until he began to hear the drum. With each breath
the drumbeat grew louder until his whole being became
filled with the spirit of his people. He summoned their
strength in the trance-like state, pulling the silver light
from the crown of his head down through his body.
Again he gave his gratitude for the cache he had found.
He drew the silver light up again. This time up the out-
side of his body to join above his head and then down
through the centre of his body. He drew the light until it
flowed easily and seemed to fill him with energy and
Strength,

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