It had been a while since I had walked up these stairs but even now I knew every creaky step to avoid. As a child I made it into a game to avoid them ...nd it must have left a permanent imprint in my head. I scurried into my room as I reached the top and begun to unpack. I placed my clothes on the big double bed before hanging them up in the wardrobe. It must have taken longer than I thought because after a few minutes I heard my granddad come to the bottom of the stairs. “Dinner’s ready. The other warriors each brought back two, and they aren't any better." Gray Eagle shook his head, "May the Great Spirit protect us from Fighting Hawk's women."Gray Eagle frowned, "What are you going to do with ten women?" Fighting Hawk grinned, "The same thing that I do with six, but it'll take me longer." They heard a distinct giggle coming from the lodge and Gray Eagle frowned, and Fighting Hawk laughed.Gray Eagle looked at Fighting Hawk, "The Beavers managed to ruin most of what you were. I completely ignore the rug by the front door where I am to kneel when I get home, and wait for permission to enter Master's sanctuary for us. Instead, I storm through the house, calling his name. And I don't mean "Master", or even "Sir", but his given name. I finally find him in the kitchen, and yell "Where were you when I called?" Calmly, evenly, he speaks. "I can see that you've had a bad day, so I will give you two minutes to get out of your uniform, and be in your submissive. Bran took up the rear position, ensuring that everyone was accounted for and that there was no sign left behind of their travel. The bodies of the dead sentries were carried into the woods by the MacDougall brothers to be disposed of a mile off the road. They were stripped of all valuables and gear before the group continued.Once again Bran said a prayer over the departed men and their families, before continuing on with the group. He and Sionn continued to hop positions every time they.