Eagle Flies walks past you. He seems to be in a rush like eveyone else. They are all getting ready for the rebellion, going against Rain Falls orders. You raise an eyebrow as he barges past you, dressed in his war clothes with his war makeup on. The sight worries you. Why does he have to fight? Why can't he be peaceful like his dad? You want to come with him, to make sure he will be okay out there. You can't bare the thought of losing him.