R2TB Day 5

The wind and lightening of the night had blossomed our tribe into a solid fifteen horsemen. The early morning sun awoke us in time to tare down our settlement before the next battlefront would move in. Just as our path became righteous their arrows rained down. The tribe took shelter and cleaned wounds in the nearby creek bed. The hills were cleared and the bands energy moved us as unit to the Nashville skyline. Over the hill and through the woods lovers would be reunited. The battle was won and an epic feast would continue until the early hours of the next morning. Loincloths were left on the rocky beach and sounds of love filled the black morning air until it was time move camp once again.