Riya
In the early days of the Earth there were many rifts between the Khasta and Cherokee tribes. Anger flew with the wind spirit and it was left on these two tribes. As the sun fell below the treetops, a young girl from the tribe of the Cherokee was sent out to fetch berries. Her name was Riya. Ignorance of the forest trapped her in deep pit at the far end of a trail. Very few people treaded through the area. Her cries sang out in the valley below. Warriors from the Khasta tribe heard her beautiful voice. With quickness they flew to her side. Upon seeing who had come for her she fought with a strength of the wolfs. It was not enough. The warriors drung her to their tribe and spoke to the chief. They told him of her beautiful song voice. The
In the early days of the Earth there were many rifts between the Khasta and Cherokee tribes. Anger flew with the wind spirit and it was left on these two tribes. As the sun fell below the treetops, a young girl from the tribe of the Cherokee was sent out to fetch berries. Her name was Riya. Ignorance of the forest trapped her in deep pit at the far end of a trail. Very few people treaded through the area. Her cries sang out in the valley below. Warriors from the Khasta tribe heard her beautiful voice. With quickness they flew to her side. Upon seeing who had come for her she fought with a strength of the wolfs. It was not enough. The warriors drung her to their tribe and spoke to the chief. They told him of her beautiful song voice. The