At the far corner of the tribe was the second largest building and the only duplex structure in the area. It was the home of the Chieftain, his three wives and seven kids.
Elsie had walked past the guards in front of the building, her steps hastening as she climbed up the wooden staircase to the second floor. She quickly rushed to the end of the hallway, where a door with her name written on it was evident. As the only girl of seven children, she had been given enough room to herself, and that included her room.
She quickly walked in, leaving the door open, and heading to her wooden drawer. It was next to her bed, which was a fluffy cushion of animal hides and fur. Large enough to look like a comfortable large sofa.
She was in the process of packing her weapons, including a bow and arrow, a short sword and her gauntlets when she heard a knock.
Her ears perked up in surprise as a frown formed on her face.
