Your face is painted for war.
Forever.
Look around.
I see no war here.
Because you choose to be blind.
And you will die blind.
What do you want here, Red Feather?
A place to stay for a short time.
Because you are hunted.
So now your enemies will hunt us too.
My enemies are your enemies.
Your enemies are every face you see…
…and too many for us.
I will bring no war onto my son.