Chapter 38

Dazi took a few fries from their plate at the center of the table and ate them pensively. He had learned so much in only one day. If we had any sense, we would have filmed some of this to show everyone at home. Then again, most of what I know now comes from Mateo. The shamans will listen to him…I hope. Unless they’re more like Kuhma, narrowing their minds until all they can see is what fits their prejudices.Dazi wondered what Mateo’s first impression of their tribe would be like. Will he be sympathetic, or will he shun them for being so defensive?

Lunch didn’t last nearly long enough. Dazi went back and bought a brownie with his own money. When he returned to the table, their group had been joined by a couple furries Mateo knew from previous Con-fur-ences. Fortunately, they were on their way before they could ask any awkward questions about the Mukua’poan, but Mateo gave them both hugs before they left. Dazi sighed to himself and tried once again to suppress his jealousy.