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The end of season 2 events Bellamy goes through everything himself. That is until one day when he goes hunting in the woods he sees a woman with long wavy blonde hair from yards away, she immediately runs away when she sees him leaving Bellamy extremely confused. If it was a grounder then why would they run away. He got a small glimpse of her leather cloak and pants with an animal fur accessories. He also caught a glimpse of the long turkey feather braided into her hair on a separate occasion. He brings this information to Lincoln who gives him an unreadable expression. He then tells him he could have spotted one of the isolated clan members that live in this region though he says he could only think of two which was either Vad pihe tribe meaning wild feather or yoolgai tribe. Meaning white shell clan,though he strongly believes it is white shell tribe because the Vad Pihe tribe have not been seen for 50 years only small sightings which were of men not women ever. Women of their tribe are hidden and have little to no rights. Bellamy can't help, but to keep going back in hopes to see her again. The problem is if this is a woman from Vad Pihe tribe then he can't come near her or something will happen but he wasn't clear on what that was. Also she speaks hungarian meaning he wont be able to communicate to her.
Bellamy:
We are out hunting a week later since I last saw her. I really want to see her again. It excites me to know there is more out there that we know nothing about, this new information astonishes me to more than I can explain.
"You might not see her again Bellamy." Lincoln grumbles under his breath to me. We're crouched behind a bush waiting for the sound of some turkeys to get closer to us before we move in.
"You don't know that." I whisper irritably so. He scoffs before he blows into a wooden stick making a turkey sound. "I saw her twice already why wouldn't I see her again." I continue.
"Are you sure it was a woman?" He pokes.
"Definitely, The figure was feminine like. She was tiny."
"Then it had to be the white shell tribe, but..." He trails off.
"But, what?" I push on. This has been getting on both of our nerves lately. We don't know where she was from or whether she was friendly or not, but she did run away.
"The fact was it was a woman you saw would confirm it was white shell, but the behavior is completely wild feather." He shakes his head in confusion. "I just don't get it. White shell woman are vary diligent and incredibly generous. The wild feather men are only to be seen watching foreign people's. They all include a turkey feather somewhere on them where is can be seen." He then blows the turkey call again.
After a moment of listening to the turkeys gobble back I question further. "What about the woman?" He gives me the turkey caller before he steps out and ducks behind another bush closer to the sounds. I follow soon after.
"They have never been seen before, that I know of. Their Woman are complete secrecy I mean we've heard things about them." He peeks above the bush to look for the turkeys we're supposed to be hunting before I continue to ask more about what he knows.
"Like?"
"Well some say the woman are kept far under ground while others say that they are everywhere and that they are masters of camouflaging themselves so that you can't see them as they watch you. Then it just gets more descriptive from there." He aims his bow towards the closes turkey and shoots. It sticks right into side and goes straight through to the other side. nice.
As we move towards it quietly I ask. "What do you think?" He gives me a weird look so I finish. "About their women." He picks the bird by its feet and breaks the arrow off and pulls it out.
"I think that we should all keep to ourselves and leave them to their selves before we all get killed. I don't know whats happening with them or what they do with their people and I don't care. As long as peace is kept between each people there is nothing to worry about." He starts walking towards a moldy stump and lays the turkey on it.
I catch up to him and stand on the other side of the stump not letting him go so easily.
"But, don't you want to know?" I exclaim.
"No." He counters.
I start to get agitated with the large man. "So your saying you don't ever want to know about their people? what their beliefs are? How they are surviving? Even where they are living!?" He shakes his head once again as he ties the birds feet to the rope attached to the four squirrels we killed earlier and balance them on his shoulder. I huff in frustration.
"Well I want to know." I spit before walking off.
"Bellamy..." I turn to him in hopes he will come with me and see for himself. "Are you sure you didn't take anything before seeing this mysterious woman?" He smirks. I give a small laugh before nodding towards where I have been seeing her.
"Let's go." I say excitedly before walking off. The soft crunches can be heard by him behind me. I shake my head.
"She'll never be seen if she hears you first." I add.
"You try working these things." He reply's amusingly.
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About a half an hour later we reach the spot where I have last seen her. The same spot she seems to be familiar with. We quietly approach a group of trees and sit against them where the grass is high enough to be hidden enough for those who scan the area to not see them.
An hour in Lincoln nudges my shoulder and points to where the sun is slowly going down. At first I thought he was pointing out the time we had left before I see movement. A hooded figure appears in sight. A small figure at that. I just hope it's her. She runs across the small opening in trees and hides behind any tree she can get in contact with. She then kneels down and studies something that looks to be a flower. Lincoln and I lower ourselves to the ground and lay there given the grass is only nearly a foot high. We don't want to be seen just yet.
Just then a golden hair slips out from her hood and hangs in front of her face. It is her. I glance at Lincoln who looks almost comically terrified and amazed at the same time. She then takes her hood off showing off her golden hair and feather which is braided into a few strands of her hair. the rest falls over her shoulders gracefully.
"Told you." I whisper in an extremely low voice. He gives a soft breathy laugh before nodding his head. The woman's head pops up and scans the area around her. Lincoln and I duck slightly and lower ourselves completely to the ground, face to dirt completely. We lift our heads again after a minute to look for her to find her coming closer, right towards us. We hit the ground again.
"Shit" I mutter. We then look back up and watch her come closer. There gets to a point where the grass gives way to show our feet i know this because she gasps.
"Play dead" Lincoln whispers hoarsely. I relax my body at his words as he does the same. She comes ever closer to where her feet are right in front of our heads. I peak through my squinted eye's to find her barefoot. I then close it quickly as she moves again. After a moment of silence I peak again to find her on her knees with a hand hovering over Lincolns shoulder where the bow rests over. She runs her fingers over the wooden tool.
She then moves her hand to the ground in front of our faces. I then almost jump when her other hand comes up to touch my hair. She then stops abruptly and turns to Lincoln where she goes to the right of him and grabs the left half of his body and grunt as she pushes him over to his front. she then does the same to me.
What I didn't expect was her fingers over my eyes and it would seem as if she were holding them closed before whispering weakly "A biztonságos útja." She then lifts her fingers from my eyes and cups my face. "Lehet, hogy egy másik helyen, messze innen." she then covers both of our chests and continues. "Lehet, hogy örökké szelleme a memóriába."
As I focus on her words I realize I'm watching as she has her eye's closed, My eye's fully open as she opens hers. She then gives me the most terrified expression I have ever seen play on a human being. I quickly glance at Lincoln who has his eye's open as well. She jumps back and slams herself against a tree that we leaned on earlier.
"Nem, nem, nem, kérem!" She cries. She then falls back and lands on the ground trying to crawl backwards away from us.
"Hey, hey, it's okay." I pull myself onto my knees and try to calm her. Lincoln is next to me and grabs my shoulder while watching her as well. Her striking Blue eye's caress our dark ones.
"She's afraid, Bellamy." I ignore him and hold out my hand towards her. She shrieks and jumps to her feet. I retract my hand as she runs off and puts her hood back on.
I meet Lincolns eye's. He gives me an unreadable look though I can tell he is concerned about her as well.
"I hope your happy." He says sadly. "You have terrified her to death. We know nothing about them or their beliefs you could have sent her to death for all we know." My face falls at the realization. I feel extremely bad now.
"Come on." He adjusts his stuff before walking off. "I'll talk to Nyko, but for right now we should head back." I nod my head and walk back with him.
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