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Gretuks

In the deep green breath of the Gretuks, We were not born to chains or trust. Steel may hunt, but we outrun, By moon and bark, we move as one. Nia stands where old fires speak, Tammi Nose scents the strong and weak. Aala, Allerd, Rami, Cat, Gail and Ash—no turning back. Jewella’s blade, Mira’s sight, Ten wild hearts, unbroken, bright. We run the woods, we run the land, Open souls, but blades in hand. Laugh with us, you’ll share our flame, Cross us once—you’ll wear the chain. They build their walls, they name us prey, But roots remember every step we take. We fade to leaves, we strike like rain, No hunter leaves our woods the same. Drums in chest and ash on skin, We mark the paths we vanish in. Sisters sworn by breath and scar, No cages here, no masters are. From root to sky, from blood to bone, No man here may claim us owned. Speak our names, remember this: We are the Gretuks. The forest bites. And freedom lives.