"Bear-hunting warriors! Friends of the Pomo!"
Amid the Pomo's welcome, Cloak Hunter Letian strutted proudly, declared himself a bear-hunting warrior, and produced Cedar Shaman's token. Bear Hunter Tribe chief Xiong Feng took the token and studied it for a while, surprise and joy appearing on his face. Then he gestured and "chatted" with Letian for a while before loudly announcing to the tribe's warriors.
"The paddling tribe from the south are friendly friends! They are the southern shaman's people!..."
"Friends! The southern shaman's people!... Oho!"
Celebratory cries echoed across the beach at dusk. Blazing bonfires were lit before the totem poles. After confirming the exploration fleet's identity, the Pomo of the Bear Hunter Tribe showed another kind of unrestrained warmth. The bonfire feast, singing, dancing, and joyous songs continued from dusk until sunrise, unforgettable down to the bone!
The exploration fleet stopped at the Pomo tribe for two days, using ten long spears and a small pouch of Lake Gem to replenish their food and fresh water. Then Exploration Captain Zuwaro, representing the fleet, presented Bear Hunter Tribe chief Xiong Feng with a bronze axe and a Longbow. Chief Xiong Feng's happy gift in return was a black bear pelt he had skinned himself.
In the Pomo language, "Xiong Feng" meant the warrior in the Bear Hunter Tribe best at running, the swiftest hunter. The Bear Hunter Tribe had a tradition of revering martial strength, and almost every chief had been the most outstanding hunter. And this warlike tradition, combined with the legend of the tribe's origins, had given rise to the Pomo's unique, powerful huntresses!
"Hah!"
The dawn light fell on the tribe's little huts. A strong huntress strode out from a hut and curled her lip in disdain. Her thick, powerful arms could almost contend with a young