Charlitok stands in line with the other veteran soldiers.
The commander is awarding accommodations.
Charlitok is proudly advancing to join an elite group who dawn the freshly killed head of a mighty grizzly bear.
Charlitok digs his heals into the soft earth, holds his head high, and tenses his muscles in attention.
As his commander lowers the head of the bear he feels a massive weight of responsibility to protect his brethren soldiers and the tribe.
“Good job Charlie, next scout rank is Webelos right?” his Mom says.
The applause and screams from the tribe echo in Charlitok’s ears.
Danny Machal August 2nd, 2009