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Show 6& >, s l ^ 70 'When people act like the chief did, always look for tho-meaning in iheirtbfo, not-in ^ VtM yours," his father said "jf heir actions have nothing to do with you.' "It has to do with them, and not me?" Chua repeated. "Look for the meaning in their l i f e . ^ ^ l ^ " ^ * \ l ^ "J^uefsVpe has to be careful about the people that come around his clan," Chua said. "But he could find a test that wasn't taking away my bird." ) He liked it when his father listened. Chua sifted his fingers through the basket of blue feathers. They were soft like Chosovi. He pictured her prickly feet on his shoulder. "Sometimes I'm afraid," Chua said, "but I'm not mean to people." fW "I'm glad," his father said. "You have great strength. i t ' s not our plac^J^Jaio^rfneBear Clatr-Qiief sjieaft," his feft The Chief of the Bear Clan was a leader and deserved respect. He could have some fears, and maybe he did have a temper like Pavati said. He wasn't perfect. Chua guessed no one really was perfect. "YOu can think about letting Clawing Eagle be strong at times when it is not safe," his father said. "At other times he may be able to rest." His father was gone, but the peace remained. Chua brushed the blue feathers across his cheek. They were used to make spears that shot from the atlatl into the air. He had watched the Snake Clan Chief make a spear with powerful bluebird feathers. They could fly faster and straighter than other feathers. "I will win you back in the morning," Chua said. For now Clawing Eagle was strong and would give him strength. Chua left the secret room and came back into the kiva. \ |