Outside the camp, the tribe was busy with life. People were going on their daily lives as best as they could in the temporary makeshift home. "River, find my advisers." It still felt weird to hear that roll off his tongue. He was the one used to trying to do the convincing, not the other way around. However, today will change that.

He made some rounds visiting others before stopping at one woman's tent tasting a stew she had made when River returned with what would be best called an entourage.

"Oh! Brilliant!" He quickly ushered them back into his tent where he began going over his plan. "The oldest boys and some of the young men, we need them to lead the horses out this way..." He showed on a map, and explained the rest quickly in hopes no questions would be asked.