Then in a blink of an eye he seen his cousin came out of the shrubs shouting hysterically. Then Qaletaqa walked up with excitement in his eyes as well as he said my son you get to go on your first journey. As Wakkan stood there with a confused look in his eye because he always journeys off by himself. He ask, what do you mean father. As the chief stands there with a smirk on his face you got voted to go with your cousin and a couple other random people from the tribe to go on the elk hunt.
As they sharpened their arrow head from the finest flint rocks and made the straightest sycamore branches they all knew there greatest journey they would ever be on was sneaking up on them like night did day. When the sun started to peek over the mountain we knew they the journey we were about to embark on was about to begin. They packed their bags and began to hike up the mountain. There plan was to kill six elk and all kinds of different animals for the winter to come. So on the way they killed it rabbits and squirrels for the nights to come. As they got half way up the mountain they decided to make camp before they got to the elk hunting grounds.