I have lived my life. I am ready.

We cannot stay another year; we want to go now, before another year has passed, we may all be dead, and there will be none of us left to travel north.

All we ask is to be allowed to live, and live in peace. We bowed to the will of the Great Father and went south.

I would rather die in freedom on my way back home than starve to death here.

It is only when the hearts of the Women are in the mud, that the People are destroyed.

If our women are willing to die with us, who is there to say no?