12 Shaman (1/2)

Sometimes, the shaman was forgetting how they assigned to this man the position of being the chief of the village. Given, most of the decisions that affect the village was decided by the elders but being strong should not be the only factor. Next time. Though one really cannot say that the current chief was lacking.

Bobo finally reached the two, with some men still catching up behind him. This shows how strong he really is compared to others. Skidding to a kneeling position, he immediately snatched his son from the old man's hold and checked for his injuries, not giving further attention to the shaman. This shows how dumb, er, concerned he is of his son.

However, the shaman was not surprised with this display. The man's kindness was also a reason he was chosen as the chief of the village. If only he was a little smarter too.

The shaman thought it was good thing the children got their brains from their mother.

When the other men reached them, they noticed the old man and immediately greeted him, ”Shaman Matnaad!”

The still kneeling man raised his head when he heard the greetings. He then noticed the now standing old man. Thinking for a while, he tried to stand too but his knees were numb from the running and skidding so he almost dropped his son in his arms.

All the other men tried to help but Bobo still has enough energy to steady himself. He decided to keep kneeling and bowed to the shaman, ”Shaman Matnaad, I'm sorry I didn't notice you earlier.”

”Who is that old man, father?” Bobo heard his son whisper to him when the other men started discussing the incident.

The father leaned to his son to answer him so the others wouldn't hear. ”Didn't you hear? It was Shaman Matnaad.” However, that was heard by the other men since Bobo whispering was still loud.

”But, father, who is that? I don't know him.” Ling clarified to his father.

”Oh, yeah. He is...” Bobo scratched his head, thinking how to explain it to his son.

The men were used to their chief's slow thinking but they were still finding this funny especially with the shaman beside them. They tried to cover their smirking faces until the shaman answered the boy.

”Ling, I'm one of the elder shaman of our village and I also work with your father.” The boy then nodded, showing this was enough of an explanation to him to consider the old man not a stranger.

To continue their talk of the incident, he turned to all the men present, ”Regarding that pool you were saying that was beside the river, I want it closed off due to this incident. If you want to still use it, ensure a proper safeguard and consult us.”