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she’s with the tribe – Just like you said she would be.”
    “You’re positive – it was her, for sure?” The Major asks, stopping to study Red’s face.
    “Seen her with my own eyes – Close enough to taste her,” he adds, with a raised eyebrow and a devious smile; and seeing the questioning look on the Major’s face; he continues, “Spotted her walking about a mile from their camp.”
    “And you didn’t grab her!” The Major yells, infuriated, the man would let such a prize slip through his hands.
    “Nobody told me to grab her! – you said find her, not get her.”
    “You stupid son of a bitch – the girl is the key! She’s the bait that will bring HIM out of hiding!”
     

WASHINGTON D.C.
    The High Shifter Council of North America
    (Six Months Earlier)
     
    When the council first heard of Mother Earth , they had high hopes that she would follow them; and convince all of her followers to do likewise – But it didn’t happened that way. She outright refused them, stating, “Humans have just as much right to live on this planet as we do.” And when asked to at least, stop allowing humans to control their animals within, or even completely denying them as Skin Walkers all together… Her final answer was “NO.” leaving the council with no alternative other than, a complete removal of all changelings not loyal to the achievement of global dominance by the Shifter entity.
    However Mother Nature proved to be a formidable opponent – she obstructed the movement, by empowering the indigenous people with shifter abilities and protection from harm; by using the sacred herds of Buffalo shifters – The Largest land massed shifter herds on the planet; and loyal to the Mother and her material essence… the great shifter, Sogwili Wa’Toli.
    The High Shifter Council seers had foretold of a girl who will come in the form of a White Buffalo, and lead her people to freedom.
    “The mother of this girl – Must not be allowed to live – her name is Little Deer. Find her, and destroy her.”…

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    Red’s jaw is slackened, realizing his mistake at not taking the girl when he had the chance…But the girl was human. “She didn’t smell like a changeling to me,” Red announces; pondering how the girl figures in with the buffalo.
    “She’s not!” Kearney screams… “But he is,” the major continues, deep in thought.
    “Who’s he?” Red asks. But he doesn’t need to be answered; he’s heard the legends of Sogwili Wa’toli; and knows he’s the father of the legendary White bovine savior.
    “It doesn’t matter! Just get the girl, before she leaves with the herds of buffalo.” Kearney demands; trying to silence Red, who continues pressing on.
    “Have you tried negotiating with the herds? Maybe, they’ll work with us, and move along. The tribes will follow. All we’d have to do then is remove the miners – and, that’s all been taken care of… Right, Jasper?” Red sneers.
    “That’s right, Major,” the slim cowboy acknowledges. “Took care of it; personally.”
    The Major looks at the ill looking shifter with a look of distain – stopping the man from trying to impress him; any further.
    “There will be no more negotiating – the Hunters are coming in; and the entire herd…dies,” he finishes with a smile.
    “What!” Red questions loudly; surprised by the major’s proclamation. His skin crawls as the hairs rise upon his backbone; bristling against the inside of his shirt – Long nails retract back as Red desperately tries to calm himself. The major is prodding at him – goading him on and looking for a reaction. “Listen, Kearney – I had a good thing going here, before you and your men came along. You asked me to run off the miners, and I did. You told me to find the tribe, and I did. You want me to get rid of the girl, I will. But why kill off the whole herd? Let’s get the girl and call it a day.”
    “What’s wrong, Red? You’re not going soft on me, are