Framed

Yetta was so excited that she canceled her plan to go to the mountain for training, spending the entire morning restless in her room.

"My brother will be here in two hours. What should I wear?" She rummaged through a pile of clothes like a small mountain, seeking my opinion, "Would this army-green jacket go well with these black jeans? The army-green and gold badges should match nicely. Oh, help me get my two badges from the black box on my makeup table."

"Sure," I responded.

I opened the palm-sized black box, which was specifically for storing Yetta's badges. These two badges held great significance for her.

The reddish-gold one was passed down from her ancestors and was awarded to her after she earned the title of a top female warrior.

The purple-gold one was an honor she had gained last year when she led the Nightwalker tribe to victory against the Red River tribe. During that battle, her uncle died, adding a touch of mourning to this particular badge.

However, right now, only