Hidden Incentives

I have become an enemy of my people.
 
After all, I did become tribe nunh, seeing their disrespect and distrust fills me with a wave of unquenchable anger.
 
That power was supposed to be mine. The whole endeavor I aimed for was to give me the power of the ancients whispered among my people, the might of warriors eld that I tracked for years. I finally had a chance to seize it, and at the pivotal moment, the gift fled me in the hands of my son. After everything I went through to gain the ancient right, I cannot sit and allow my son what he hasn't achieved through effort, as I have.
 
I've lost all the tribe's respect, and I've no idea where my son is. But this isn't over. I will find him and take what's mine.