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Since Tobal was not familiar with winter weather his goal was to simply head to his base camp as quickly as possible where he knew it was safe and there was extra food. He didn't even bother setting snares or looking for food other than what they stumbled across accidently. They relied exclusively on the food reserves he had brought with him and the frozen food cubes taken from sanctuary.

Firewood was the biggest trouble and they found themselves breaking dead branches off trees and placing them on the sled as they traveled through the day. In this way they had much of their wood when it was time to set up camp in the evening. Camping was greatly simplified and they simply dug trenches into the deep snow drifts in a "v" shape and covered the roof area with branches and the blanket material. The snow drifts made excellent insulation from the wind. Each leg of the trench was a sleeping area and at the place where the trenches joined they built a small fire using the firewood they had gathered during the day. They also used this fire to melt water and refill their canteens.

They made their way back to Tobal's base camp by the evening of the fourth day. Tobal had expected it to take five days and was amazed when Crow actually found it. The kid really knew his way around the wilderness.

It felt good to be in a permanent shelter again that was actually warm. It seemed a luxury to heat water for a much needed sponge bath and change of clothes. The next few days were spent just getting things around the camp into good repair and hauling in firewood for the coming week.

Crow was very curious about the tools Tobal had made and spoke of things he had seen his grandfather make. Crow was a quiet boy that didn't talk much, but once you got him going he could tell stories for hours. His parents had died while he was young and he didn't know much about them. He had been raised by his grandfather in the mountains and taught the old ways. His grandfather was a powerful shaman and healer others came to see when they were injured or seeking his wisdom. Crow hadn't really wanted to come here but his grandfather had insisted.

"Why?", Tobal asked with curiousity.

"He wants me to become a citizen of Heliopolis", Crow said. "It is also time for me to solo. In my village we can solo at fourteen. It is when we are considered adults."

"Wait a minute!, I'm getting confused. Are you telling me you are already able to solo?"

"My Grandfather says I am."

"Why don't you solo in your own village?"

"To become a citizen I need to solo here and have training with you."

"But you said you were already trained", Tobal said in a perplexed tone.

"There are some things only the son of Ron and Rachal Kane can teach me. That is what my Grandfather told me. He said you are my next teacher, that is why I am here. Perhaps things like the map reading", he suggested helpfully.

Tobal was getting baffled and somewhat alarmed at the repeated mention of his parents. He had no clue what he was supposed to be teaching Crow if he already knew enough to solo.

"Where is your pack and equipment then if you are ready to solo?", He asked. "You didn't have any gear when I saw you at sanctuary?"

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He found a dried maple branch outside and began whittling out of boredom just to have something to do. He had in mind some small wood carvings to give as gifts to Nick, Melanie, Sarah and Crow, and of course Rafe. With that in mind he rough cut the branch into five pieces to be worked as time permitted. He envisioned small figurines like charms to be worn on a thong or cord around the neck. He had gotten the idea from some of the carvings he had seen during the last circle.

He wanted to give Rafe a fox since it seemed so appropriate. Rafe was cunning like a fox. He worked the rest of the day on the tiny figure and it gradually came to life in his hands. The carving was simple and recognizable as a fox although it lacked a lot of detail. The real work would be gradually smoothing the rich maple and polishing it to a fine finish. He was in the smoothing stages when Crow finally came out of the processing unit with his equipment and clothing.

Tobal was a little nervous about his first travel in deep snow and wanted to get started early. The days were getting shorter and there was only about six hours of travel possible during the day. They took extra rations from the food dispenser, enough to last each of them a week just in case there were problems. The nasty paste was divided into small cubes that could be added to water or eaten individually after they had been frozen. The benefit of the cold weather was many perishable food items would keep much longer, especially if they were frozen.

They started out using snow shoes and made good time. The sled pulled easily and they took turns pulling it. The snow had stopped falling and it was a bright day. It was almost too bright as he squinted against the glare. Tobal decided to keep to his normal travel path even though the snow suggested taking shortcuts over ground that now seemed smooth and snow covered. It was not worth the risk of falling into open holes or being trapped in some crevasse. At least following his normal path he would be familiar with any hazards that might lie hidden beneath the snow or ice.

Crow turned out to be a tough, wiry kid that could run circles around Tobal with or without a pack on his back. He was much lighter than Tobal and took to the snow shoes immediately. He said they were like ones his grandfather used in the winter. The boy seemed to have an endless supply of energy and crisscrossed the trail ahead of him checking out things that caught his interest. Crow had obviously spent a lot of time in the mountains and knew how to travel by landmarks. He had an instinctive awareness of direction even in bad weather. This worked against him at times. He did have trouble with the map and compass and understanding how to use them together.

"I know where I am", he complained to Tobal. "Why should I need to know where I am on this piece of paper?"

Tobal was frustrated, "See this 'X' ", he pointed at the map. "That is where my base camp is and where we are going. How can you find it if you can’t read the map?"

"How can this piece of paper tell me where your camp is", Crow retorted growing angry in turn.

They finally compromised when Crow was able to understand the map and locate the different landmarks on it.

"If I take you to the spot you have marked will you leave me alone?" he asked resentfully. "Will you let me take you there my own way?"

Tobal agreed and to his great surprise Crow headed cross country toward his camp over terrain he had never been through. Crow seemed completely at ease in the rough terrain and several times showed him danger spots he had not noticed. Once Crow kept him from breaking through the ice as they crossed a small ice covered stream.


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"Ok, Crow", he said, "listen to me. The first thing is go through that doorway over there and get some tests taken. It will be a medical check up and you will be given some things to wear and use. That will take about two days and I can't help you. You've got to do it yourself OK? I will be out here waiting."

"OK." Crow said meekly and headed for the door wearing the dark fur like a robe that reached to the ground. Crow turned and came back to Tobal. He reached inside the robe and pulled out a rumpled letter and handed it to him.

"This is for you", he said and then disappeared through the doorway into the med center.

Tobal unfolded the mangled envelope and stared at the writing on the front as a chill swept up his spine and he shivered violently. Written faintly with pencil in an erratic hand were the words: "To the son of Ron and Rachel Kane."

Tearing the letter open Tobal puzzled out the crabbed hand writing.

"You don"t know who I am", the letter began, "But I am a friend of your mother and father. This is my grandson, Crow of whom I am very proud. He is much more than he seems. I am sure you will take care of him just as I took care of both your mother and your father in their own time of trial. I trained both of them and grew to love them very much. It was I that hand fasted them together and taught them the mysteries of bi-location and shamanism."

"I've told Crow many stories about your mother, father and their work. He will tell you these stories when the time is right. But he knows them as the Lord and Lady. He also knows what lies hidden at the lake. He doesn't know directly but will recognize it when he is there. I hope this will help your search for the truth. I owe your mother and father that much. I wish I could do more. There is help coming and justice will prevail, you must believe that. Some things simply take time! We will meet when the time is right and your questions will be answered."

Brightest Blessings,

Howling Wolf"

Tobal was stunned. He sat on a cot and reread the letter in the dim light. He wanted to tear open the door and find Crow. Only the certain knowledge that the processing area would not allow such a thing prevented him from such hasty action. He was forced to think things through and the more times he read the letter the more cryptic it seemed to him.

He realized Crow couldn"t answer any direct questions about his parents but only relate stories about the Lord and Lady , whoever they were. Also, while Crow knew something about the lake, the letter said he would recognize it when he saw it and not be able to talk about it directly. For the first time Tobal wished he had the freedom to meet Howling Wolf in person and learn the truth about his parents. That was not possible right now and he was committed to his current course.

Tobal thought back on his meeting with Crow. He had introduced himself as "Tobal" and not "Tobal Kane". How had Crow known to give him a letter addressed simply to "The Son of Ron and Rachel Kane?" Had Howing Wolf somehow known he would be here and be the one Crow would find? Or had the girls told Crow who he was and that he would be coming soon. Such questions made him uncomfortable and it was a long time before he was able to sink into a troubled sleep.

Morning came and Tobal set about making himself more comfortable while he waited for Crow to get through processing. It was amazing what a load of furs could do to add comfort and softness to the otherwise uncomfortable cots. The relaxation was a pleasant change. It wasn't until he tasted the strange water and food paste that he regretted being there. The mystery surrounding Crow and his grandfather offered no ready solutions and his thoughts gradually turned toward other things.

In particular the weather gave him concern. It had been snowing steadily for two days and there would probably be places where the snow had drifted over his head. This was his first winter in the mountains and he didn't really know what to expect.

Still, he knew the terrain he had to travel to get back to his base camp and in good weather the trip was hard. He had no idea what it would be like on snow shoes. At least he had brought along snowshoes and winter clothing for the boy too or they would really be in trouble.

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"That's why Ellen thought it might be a good idea for me to just hang around with you guys getting up wood the rest of the month", Tobal finished.

"It's also why I didn't want to say much of anything while Dirk was there."

"I understand, now", Rafe said. "Does Ellen know about the things you found?"

Tobal flushed , "She doesn't know about the wand yet. But she does know about everything else. I wanted a chance to examine it myself before I let anyone else see it."

"Well, let's just keep this to ourselves for a bit". Rafe suggested. "Ellen all ready knows enough to make her more alert about things. Let's see if she found anything out first before we tell her any more. She could get into trouble over this and we don't want that to happen."

Tobal agreed and they turned the conversation to other topics. "I heard you got lucky with your third chevron?"

Rafe snorted and began telling the story. They talked long into the night. Tobal never did get a chance to talk with Ellen and she wasn't around the gathering spot the next morning when he tried looking for her.

He looked around for the girls but they had left already. Judging from their tracks in the snow they were about three hours ahead of him. He didn't really care since he had a lot on his mind and wondered what Ellen wanted to talk to him about.

Tobal made the long trek toward sanctuary. The trail up the cliff was a problem since it was snow covered and so narrow. He cleaned the narrow ledge before crossing it and needed to make several trips because he couldn't pull his small sled over it either. At the top of the cliff the terrain looked much different than it had two months before when he had last made the trip. It was also much more dangerous.

Brown shrubs with falling leaves and dried grass showed in open areas and there was drifted snow in others. The wind had a bite to it and he was glad for the warm fur parka, trousers, and snow boots. Even though they were bulky and cumbersome, they were warm. As long as he didn't work up a sweat he would be fine and the open spaces free of snow made the going much easier than if he had to use snow shoes.

He took his time and enjoyed the solitude and the movement. It took four days to reach sanctuary but he was in high spirits when he got there. He had let the girls go on ahead of him and wasn't really expecting anyone to be at sanctuary itself. He was prepared for a long wait. Snow was falling and the sun had already set although it was still light enough to see. Stepping through the door he stomped his boots and kicked them against the wall to knock the snow off. He proceeded taking off his furs because it was warm inside and the heat was uncomfortable. Then he waited for his eyes to adjust to the dim light. After his eyes adjusted he saw a small dark figure huddled on one of the cots in the other room.

Moving into the dimly lit room he saw someone that reminded him of Rafe clutching a dark fur blanket or robe around small shoulders and watching with big dark eyes. This boy's hair was raven black and he looked native American. He also looked small, scrawny and too young to be here.

"I'm Tobal", he said extending his hand in welcome. "What’s your name?"

"Crow", the boy replied. "I've been waiting here for three days and was beginning to think no one was going to come. The others already left. You have come for me haven't you?" He stammered hopefully sitting up straighter on the cot.

Tobal didn't know what to do. This kid was going to be a real pain and it was going to be during the worst part of the winter. He didn't like the thought at all.

"How old are you anyway?" He asked rather brusquely.

"Fourteen", the boy said. "My grandfather is a shaman and had a vision that I needed to come here."

Tobal silently cursed the old shaman and his visions. "Where's your stuff?" He asked at last.

"Stuff, what stuff?" the boy replied in puzzlement.

"Your pack, sleeping bag and med kit!"

"What do you mean?"

"Haven’t you processed yet?" Tobal was getting more and more irritated with this kid.

"My grandfather said I was to wait for you and that you would teach me what I needed to know", Crow said hopefully.

Tobal groaned inwardly and winced at the thought of a two day delay waiting for the kid to process.

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Rafe looked carefully at the two tags and slowly handed them back along with the necklace. "I guess they are", he commented. "What else did you find?"

Tobal slid the necklace back over his head and put the plastic tags back into his medicine bag before he unsheathed the dagger and handed it to Rafe.

Rafe examined the golden dagger wordlessly and turned it so he could examine the initials better. "Your father?" He asked quietly and gave it back to Tobal.

Tobal just nodded, blinking back some tears and a lump in his throat.

"Is there anything else?"

Tobal nodded and stood up. "Let's walk a bit. We have to get away from camp first."

Together they walked out into the woods where they had been hauling wood for the last month. It was about a half mile from camp and Tobal figured it was reasonably safe.

"Watch", he pulled out the wand and pointed it at a nearby boulder they had sat on for lunch a few days ago. A bright red light showed briefly on the boulder and then vanished as Tobal pressed the fifth button.

"So what!". Rafe said. "It's a little laser light. I used to play with them when I was a kid. I used to tease the cat with it."

"Not like this", Tobal said. "Come over and look." He went over to the boulder and pointed at the small hole that went straight into the boulder and came out the other side.

"Damn!", Rafe whispered, running his fingers over the hole. "It's not even hot."

Tobal pointed the wand in the general direction of where they had been working the other day and pressed the second button briefly. Instantly the area fifteen feet in front of them was clear of snow and there was steam rising from the ground in the moon light.

"Holy shit!" Rafe exclaimed. "Put that damn thing away and let's get out of here! What are you trying to do? Get us killed?"

Tobal put the wand back into the sheath on his left leg and they hurried back to camp in the moonlight retracing their steps in the snow.

"I found a secret cave", he said. "It is where my parents used to meet secretly with a few others. It must have been the place Sarah's father told me about. I found my parent's things there and I also found the wand there. I couldn't stay very long and explore so I left right away. I knew the air sleds would be looking for me and I wanted to be as far away as possible when they did.

"They found me about one half hour later", he said. "Lucky for me it was Ellen and she was really pissed at me. At least she was at first. She made me take off my med-alert bracelet and did all kinds of tests on it to see if it was working right. Then she asked me what I had been doing by the waterfall. That's when I told her I was coming back to where my old camp had been destroyed. She didn't believe me at first but she took me to my old burned out site and I showed it to her. She wondered why I hadn't told anyone about it. I said I had told you and that you had said it was not a good place to build.

"That's when she told me it was a 'forbidden' site and I wasn't supposed to be there. It was dangerous especially near the waterfall. I guess there have been lots of rogue attacks in that area.

"Now it gets weird", he whispered to Rafe, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "She told me to get back to sanctuary and get a new med-alert bracelet as soon as possible so I did. I felt strange though like someone was following me so I slept in caves at night where my med-alert bracelet would not work and went as fast as I could during the day toward sanctuary."

"There was someone following me". He said. "I got to sancuary and hid my stuff before going in to process. While I was processing three rogues searched through all my stuff and would have attacked me if I hadn't broken my old med-alert bracelet."

"whoa, Wait up," Rafe said. "How could anyone track you except the medics and why did you break your old med-alert bracelet?"

"When I got to Santuary and went into processing I took off my med-alert bracelet and smashed it. When I took it off an alarm sounded for the medics that said I needed help. When I smashed it, there was no signal at all so they sent three medics out to find me. When they got to santuary they saw three rogues dressed in black running out of sanctuary and into the woods. The rogues not only tracked me to sanctuary by my med-alert bracelet, they could also tell medics were coming and got away before they could get caught. Somehow they were able to track the med-alert bracelets."

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The other two laughed and Tobal turned away with a dark shadow on his face. He couldn't tell them the entire story or it would be all over camp and Ellen would have his head. It was better just to leave things the way they were for now. Misty was again High Priestess and did a nice job. Ellen was there and said she needed to talk with him later after circle. Angel was also helping out in the circle. There was a new High Priest too but Tobal didn't remember his name.

Dirk was there along with Rafe on wood patrol keeping the fires going. There were several Journeymen Tobal recognized and many more he didn't. This was the largest circle he had ever been too. Ox had even shown up for the party strutting three chevons on his black tunic.

It was the end of the harvest cycle and the last time many of them would see each other until next spring so they were determined to have a good time. After the initiations the party really began. At drum circle the drumming and dancing went long into the night as people laughed leaping among the flames individually and together.

The festivities lasted three days with the last two days reminding Tobal of a flea market and county fair. People brought items to sell or trade, especially beautiful hand crafted garments and tools. The most interesting were winter garments that made Tobal's efforts seem crude in comparision. He examined them carefully and took mental notes so he could duplicate the work later. He did the same with other tools and items that caught his interest.

This was the time clan members would show off their creativity and individual tallents. There was music , hand made stringed instruments and wooden flutes. There were of course the drums that beat out a steady rhythm deep into the night for all the dancers.

The second day was reserved for games and competitions. He was not surprised when Melanie won a knife throwing contest but he gaped in envy at the prize. It was a hand forged axe one of the third degree members had somehow created. With an axe like that work would go much more quickly than with stone axes and knives. It would help not only with firewood but also in the creation of bigger and more permanent shelters like log cabins.

It was also on the second day when female clan members got their annual birth control shot to prevent pregnancies. There were lots of sexual jokes going round the camp and open invitations. Tobal wondered more about this and asked one of the medics. The medic told him the city felt it was too dangerous to have children or raise children under these harsh survival conditions. People were free to have children once they became citizens but not before.

This was a rule that was strictly enforced and medics would fly their air sleds out to those females that had not attended this gathering. If they refused the shot, they were disqualified. This did happen, the medic told him. There were always 2nd degree couples content living as they were and wanting to raise families out here in the wilderness. In fact, there were enough of them that they had formed their own family type gathering spot two hundred miles to the West.

When Tobal tried asking more questions the medic shut up like he had already said too much and that he needed to be going. There was certainly a lot Tobal didn't understand. He wondered if the dead camp at the lake had been a family type one. He hoped not because the thought of dead children lying in that cairn made him feel sick. Still, in his heart he knew it had been a family camp because his own hospital bracelet proved he had been there just as Adam Gardner had said. The old man had talked about other children that had been murdered too. There were secrets out there, secrets he intended to find out.

It was on the last day the medics handed out special supplies and medicines like salt, wine, vitamins and medical gear scavanged from old med kits. Needles, hair brushes, combs, string and things like that were very welcome. So were scissors and razors, not to mention tooth brushes and other items that could be gotten at sanctuary.

"Ok, let's hear it", Rafe said cornering him on the last night. "You've been blowing me off all month, what's up? Are you going to tell me what happened or not?"

They were sitting near the central fire in an area that was relatively empty of all but dancers.

"I see you've got some type of necklace", he observed.

Tobal sighed and took it off his head handing it to Rafe. "It's my mother's necklace."

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Char laughed. "You are taking this much too seriously Tobal. For one thing, no one is going to get pregnant out here. Once a year we get birth control shots that last the entire year. In fact, we get them during Samhain, which is this month. The medics will make sure we get our shots if we want to continue in the Apprentice program. I thought you knew that."

Tobal looked confused.

She continued, "It might not be a good idea for two Apprentices to get together like Wayne and I did. It is really hard having a permanent love relationship with someone when you need to train and live with other people like Wayne and I need to do. But it is normal to be sexual with others. Having sex is a form of sharing and a way of deepening a relationship. It is no big deal really. None of us are experts at love. We all need to have experiences and learn from those experiences. Our love partners help us and we teach each other about what pleases us."

"Tobal", she looked at him intently and unfastened her robe. "Do you want to have sex with me?"

He found himself staring at her body, her soft breasts and the mound of blonde pubic hair stirred something inside him. Tobal found himself uncomfortable with the subject and with his own feelings. She had a good looking body.

"I think Iwill wait until I get to Journeyman before I worry about it too much", he said awkwardly.

She laughed. "Well at least give me a hug and a kiss then". She moved closer so her bare body was against him as they hugged. It was a long hug and a long kiss.

It took a while to recover and Tobal wandered around the gathering spot trying to collect his wits together. He thought about what Char had said and wondered if she was right. Maybe he was making too big of a thing about it. Maybe sex could be as casual as shaking hands for some people but he knew it was not that way for him. For one thing there were a lot of attractive girls around the camp and only one or two had ever really drawn his eye.

He thought of Melanie, yes, he was sexually attracted to Melanie. Then Becca came unbidden into his mind and he hastily pushed her back out. He didn't know what was going on between him and Becca but it was more like electric shock therapy than sexual attraction.

Sarah, Mike and Butch had all completed their solos and were talking together when he came up to them. They were going to take this month off and work on their own base camps getting prepared for winter. It seemed most clansmen were either doing that or had already done that. None of them were talking about partnering up for the winter but they were thinking about working together setting up winter camps. Once their winter camps were set up they would decide if they were going to do any training or not.

Melanie, Becca, Nikki and he were the only ones interested in newbies this month. They each received a new chevron except Nikki. Her first newbie was going to solo that month. That made three for him, and one each for Becca and Melanie.

"You're going to travel with us to sanctuary aren’t you?", Nikki asked. "It will be a blast."

"I might", he said evasively. "I need to talk with Ellen first though and I might be running later than usual. If I'm not around just take off without me and I'll catch up with you."

"What do you need to talk with Ellen about?" Nikki asked.

"She wants to know more about when my base camp got burned by rogues", he evaded by giving a simple answer.

"I remember that", Melanie exclaimed. "That's when we found the waterfall by the lake and that weird abandoned gathering spot. Tell her she can talk to me too if she wants. Say, have you ever gone
back there like you said you were going to?"

"That's one of the things I'm going to talk with Ellen about", Tobal said. It's pretty bad weather to go there now though. To easy to get snowed in."

"Maybe we can all go there this spring some time", Becca said. "I love swimming and there isn't a really good swimming spot around here."

"That's a great idea!" Nikki said enthusiastically.

"Well just let me know so I can go with you", Tobal said. "It might be dangerous and there should be enough of us going so no one will attack us."

"Why would anyone want to attack us?", Nikki laughed. "You have something in mind handsome?"

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Rafe asked him about his trip and was very interested but Dirk was always around and Tobal felt he needed to talk with Ellen first so he told Rafe to wait till circle. Rafe's eyes narrowed a bit eyeing the amber and jade necklace. He didn't say anything more about the trip.

Samhain was a major festival and Tobal was surprised at how many showed up for it. It started as the other celebrations did with proclaiming newbies ready to solo. Nikki and Char both proclaimed their newbies ready to solo. There were several initiations scheduled.

Wayne's newbie wasn't ready yet but was going to be initiated. The Same thing happened with Zee's newbie and Kevin's newbie. They were going to be initiated into the clan but they needed another month of training. With the advent of cold weather the training was taken seriously by all clan members.

Most clansmen had already partnered up for the winter and would not be doing anymore training till next spring or they would partner up at this circle. He thought about Tara and Zee. They had both asked him about partnering up for the winter. Now they both had partners selected even if Zee and Kevin still had one more month of training till their newbies soloed. Soon there would be no one to ask or partner up with unless it was a newbie. Was he really being so different in not partnering up with anyone? Rafe had trained newbies all winter long. He caught Char a bit later and talked with her about it.

"I notice your newbie is soloing this month", he congratulated her. "What are you going to do now?"

"Well, I was going to see if Wayne wanted to partner back up for the winter", she said bitterly. "But he is not speaking to me and in the middle of training his newbie. If he is training her like he trained me, she will probably be spending the winter with him. I hate that man!" She started crying and Tobal put an arm around her shoulder to comfort her. He felt her shoulders shaking against him.

"He's just training newbies like you are Char, what are you mad at him for?"

"He"s not talking to me or looking at me, that's why", she snapped at him. "All he does is spend time with her."

Tobal sighed and wished he were anywhere else. "You sound just like he did last month when I was talking to him. Don't you remember how jealous he was. You were afraid he was going to pick a fight with Rory. Look, this will make one chevron for you and two for him. What are you going to do now? Try training another newbie or wait out the winter? You can't control what he does. You can only control what you do. What is it that you really want to do?"

"Become a citizen and get a real life."

"Ok, so what do you need to do?"

"I guess I'm going to train one more newbie this winter. Thanks Tobal", she told him. "I know that I need to move ahead but it's hard sometimes. These old habits are so hard to break. It's easy to get depressed about things."

"Let me know if you need any help", he told her. "I'm planning on training newbies all winter myself. It's kind of strange but I'm a little afraid of partnering up with anyone for the entire winter."

"Why would you feel that way Tobal?" She asked curiously.

"Well partnering up with a girl for the winter kind of implies a sexual relationship", he flustered.

"What’s wrong with a sexual relationship?" She asked. "You do want sex with girls don't you?"

Now he was red and embarassed, " Wanting sex and having sex are two different things Char. At least for me they are. I don't want to hurt anyone and what if it doesn't work out between us. What if she gets pregnant or something."

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Both Ellen and Tobal decided it would be a good idea for him to stay close to the gathering spot and around other people in case he had been specifically targeted by the rogues. So he spent most of the month helping Dirk and Rafe working up wood for circle. They were trying to get wood ahead so there would be an ample supply during a snowstorm or blizzard. There was already over one foot of snow and travel was getting difficult.

With Tobal's help Rafe and Dirk got a lot of wood brought into camp. Rafe was becoming more confident and sure of himself. He was also growing taller and filling out. The constant back breaking work of chopping wood with stone axes seemed to be putting muscle on him too. The Chevrons on his sleeve proclaimed he had won three fights and he was learning how to take care of himself.

Tobal wore the jet and amber necklace around his neck and kept the ceremonial dagger in the sheath strapped to his ankle. Each day he took them out and looked at them. They were the only things he had that came from his parents. He wanted to go back to the cave but knew it was more dangerous than ever. He put the two plastic hospital bracelets in his medicine bag and carried it on a leather thong around his neck.

It was the wand that he didn't know what to do with. It was about a foot long and one inch in diameter. He had examined it more completely and still didn't know much about it. There were five buttons on the thing. He had tried the first and second buttons in the cave. Out doors they worked much the same. The first button made the wand act as a light. When he activated the second button it melted a circle of snow about fifteen feet in front of where he was pointing. It seemed to have a range of about fifteen feet and the heat kept increasing as long as he held the button down.

The third button caused a blade of light to extend out of the wand about two inches. This was some type of laser used for cutting. He tried it on a few rocks and cut deeply into them without melting the rock. The fourth button acted as a sighting device shining a point of red light on anything it was pointed at without apparent harm to the object. The fifth button however, would flash a pulse of light burning a hole through whatever it hit. The fifth button could only be pushed at the same time the fourth one was pushed and needed to be re-pushed for each new pulse of light.

It apparently acted as some type of safety device limiting the damage that could be done with the wand. He tried it once killing a deer at twice normal bow range. The deer dropped without a sound. Close examination showed a hole that went completely through the deer.

As he butchered the deer and brought it back into camp he reflected on the nature of the wand itself. It was obviously a tool or a weapon using pulsed energy of some type he had never heard about. That meant it was probably part of some secret military technology his parents had been involved in. In any case it was extremely dangerous and even more dangerous to be caught with . On the other hand he didn't want to loose it or have it stolen. He guessed he might have to talk with Ellen about it sometime. In the meantime he made a sheath for it on his other ankle and kept it on his person.

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Well he at least felt better with the air sleds since they were medics and not rogues. But he still didn't waste any time getting to sanctuary. It was twilight when he finally got to the edge of the wooded area that opened onto the meadow leading to sanctuary itself. He took a few minutes to hide the things from his parents before going into sanctuary with the rest of his supplies and pack.

No one was there and he wasted no time setting his pack and clothing under one cot and stepping into the medical center as Ellen had suggested. He felt relief as the door slid shut behind him and locked. He took off his med-alert bracelet, dropped it on the floor and pounded it with the heavy hilt of the knife he had brought with him. Under the heavy pounding it broke into three pieces and he left it there. He knew the medics would be alerted when he had taken it off and then would be even more alerted when it suddenly stopped broadcasting. He was hoping one of them would be there when he came out the other end in a few hours.

Three hours later he had a new med-alert bracelet and fresh clothing and equipment. As the door slid open he cautiously stepped out into the gloom and stood still waiting for his eyes to adjust in the dark. His knife was in his hand and he knew he was not the only one in the room. He stood silently waiting for someone to make the first move.

"Tobal, is that you?" He heard Ellen's voice coming from near one of the cots.

Relief spilled through him, "Yes, is it safe?"

"For now", she said. "Come, we've got some talking to do."

He shouldered his new equipment and carried it over to the cot where he had stored the rest of his stuff. He searched under the cot and found he had been right. His things had been searched and gone through carefully while he had been in the medical chamber. He laid everything on the bed and tried to determine in the dim light if he was missing anything. Everything seemed to be there. Ellen stood silently by and watched as he sorted and repacked things. Tobal saw there were two other very serious Masters standing guard at the entrance.

"What’s going on?" She demanded. "We were monitoring your signal and then the alarm went off as if you were dead. Then the signal stopped completely and we came immediately to see what was wrong. The first one here saw three rogues dressed in black running out of the sanctuary building and into the woods. It was dark and they didn't show up on the air sled monitors so we lost them. We don't know where they are now."

"We went inside and saw that your pack had been searched but you were not here. Then your signal showed up once more on the monitors and we figured you must be in the medical chamber so we waited for you to come out."

"They followed me from the lake", Tobal said. "I knew they were following me. I could feel it and hid at night. I came here as fast as I could just like you said to."

"How could they follow you from the lake?", Ellen frowned. "They don't have monitors like we do on our air sleds."

"They must have some way of tracking me", he repeated. "They would have gotten me if you hadn't shown up when you did. It's not safe out here anymore!"

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"There have been other people whose camps have been destroyed", she said. "These attacks seem to be coming more frequently and I don't know what we are going to do about them. They are centered around this area but we have been told the rogues live in a settlement about two hundred miles west of us. That doesn't make sense to me somehow."

"A settlement to the west?" Tobal asked.

Ellen nodded, "It's a village made up of people that decided to drop out of training and not be citizens. You may have heard rumors about it but only we medics know where it is. I've actually checked it out and there are children and old people in it. None of them wear med-alert bracelets and we don't really know anything about them. If these raids continue I've heard rumors that the city might attack the village and close it down."

"Is that what happened to the gathering spot by the waterfall?", Tobal asked, fishing for information.

"You must never mention that place to anyone", she said sharply. "It is a forbidden area and we have been told to keep people away from it."

 
"Why is it a forbidden area?" Tobal said belligerently. "I should be able to go anywhere I want. This is a wide open wilderness and no one has ever told me that certain places are off limits."

"Well they are", she said matter of factly. "We don't tell people about them unless they stumble into them like you have. I don't really know why myself", she said. "I think is has something to do with the rogues and keeping clansmen safe from them. There are some other areas that are "off limits" because they are dangerous for people on foot."

It was mid afternoon and Ellen said she needed to get back on patrol. She was sorry to hear Tobal had been burnt out and was going to make a note of it in her report. She advised him not to stay in the area as it might be dangerous and she recommended he get another med-alert bracelet the next time he was in sanctuary.

Tobal was in agreement and headed straight for sanctuary. He knew the route and more importantly knew a small cave where he could shelter for the night. It would give him a location where his med-alert bracelet would not give him away as he slept. Somehow that felt very important right now. He didn't know who he could trust. He had been very lucky Ellen had been the medic that found him.

It was dark when he turned sharply to the left and stepped along a ridge he remembered having a small cave in it. Cautiously he poked his walking stick into the opening making sure no one else was using it before crawling inside. He wrapped himself in warm furs and fell into a sleep of exhaustion with eerie dreams of his father and mother in a cave doing some type of ritual.

Before dawn the next morning he was back on the trail toward sanctuary. He was prompted by a sense of urgency and a sixth sense that told him he was being followed. It was only a half hour later when an air sled circled and waved. He waved back and continued on. This time at a dog trot that ate up the miles. That day two more air sleds circled overhead making certain of his destination, but none stopped him.

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To his relief it was Ellen in her red medic's tunic.

"Are you alright?" she asked sharply.

"I'm fine", he said. "Why?"

"You've been appearing and disappearing from our monitors the last several days. Can I check your med-alert bracelet please?"

The way she was holding her hand out told Tobal that she was telling him and not asking. Wordlessly he took off the med-alert bracelet and handed it to her. Immediately an alarm sounded at the air-sled and she went over to shut it off. She was on the radio a few minutes and then started to do some tests on the med-alert bracelet. It seemed to test out ok and she finally handed it back to him.

"What were you doing over by the waterfall?"

"When I soloed I came out here", he told her, "and decided to make my base camp on the lake over there."

 He pointed to the area where his burned out camp had been.

"I spent a lot of time and work building things up", he continued. "Then I was training Melanie and brought her out here with me. We found my entire camp destroyed and burned by rogues. I was only able to find one food cache left intact. We didn't want to meet any more rogues and felt it was not safe to stay in the area."

"What does that have to do with the waterfall?", Ellen interrupted.

"Everything", said Tobal." We headed around the lake and saw the waterfall. We decided to try finding a way up the stream and explore in that direction while I was training Melanie."

"Did you know there is an abandoned gathering spot there?", he interrupted excitedly. "It has a huge pile of stones in the center of it too!"

 He was watching carefully to see what effect the news of the cairn had upon her. He was disappointed since she didn't seem to care either way about it.

"Anyway", he continued, "we went up the stream and then cut cross country to where my base camp is. That's how I originally found my base camp. That was last summer but I always wondered what really happened to my first base camp and wanted to come back here before snowfall and see if I could find anything of value the rogues had missed. I was worried about Melanie before and didn't want to endanger her. I thought I could come down here and check my old base camp real quick and be back in plenty of time for circle."

"I never heard your camp had been burned out", she said. "Did you tell anyone else?"

"I talked with Rafe about it quite a bit. He was pretty upset too and told me the lake wasn't a good place for a base camp."

"Rafe was right", she said grimly. "I's not a good place to hang around anytime, especially by the waterfall. As medics we are given explicit instructions to keep a very close eye on anyone in this area because this is where most of the rogue attacks happen. Get on and we'll go look at your old camp."

Hardly believing his luck, he carefully climbed on the back of her air sled and directed her to what was left of his burned out camp. Together they poked around and he showed her the remains of his teepee, smoke rack and sweat lodge. They did find a stone axe. He looked at it and recognized it as the first stone ax he had ever made. He told Ellen and she grinned. She seemed more relaxed now that his story had proven true.

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