Valgarel, Yellowtailed tribe.Five weeks after the battle near the entrance to the second Savage Cave.The central territory of the Yellowtailed tribe w...s situated inside a grassland cave with a handful of rivers.The habitats of the member of the Yellowtailed tribe were in underground dens. Only the elders of the tribe and the tribe leader had their human like housing above ground as a sign of status.Still, if some people were to go to the central territory of the Yellowtailed tribe, be it night. I flipped up my shirt and let the monster free, its big head jumping up and down and its thick stalk rising, heavy-veined, aiming up toward her nose. My stones had coalesced into a tight ball up beneath the base of my root, about the size of a small cannon ball. I weighed them in my hand. They nearly filled it, at least a six-pounder I guessed.The girl took a deep breath and swallowed."Do you want to feel it?" I asked, taking a step toward her, my spear bobbling well before me, bouncing up and. Eight of the prisoners were women who had been captured. Some of the women had been beaten and broken by their captors. They reacted automatically to directions and seemed to have no spirit left. Dr. Walling explained that although he was not a psychiatrist he had read of this happening to prisoners. He said given time they should recover.Surprisingly, seven of the prisoners were also members of the original biker group who had opposed the violent methods of the leaders of the renegades. We. A small black case that looked oddly familiar to Tejal rested atop the boxes.A tall, lanky guy with a mop of brown hair sat right an old, creaking swivel chair next to the changing table, munching listlessly on a sandwich. He wore just a faded t-shirt and sweatpants – a pair of jeans lay crumpled on the ground beneath his chair. His head bobbed up and down in an odd, weirdly hypnotic rhythm. Tejal thought the guy might be listening to music or something, but was slightly surprised when she got.