Home...Always the same and always changing

I am now home. As different as it looks with so many different people, it is still home. It is still as familiar as the day I left. I am much older now though than I was when I was the young, ambitious warrior ready to fight and show I am to be feared. My fighting days are still not over though and I would die a warriors death on the plains, defending the tribe, the skies and the stars above. That is a warriors death. That is a Tuchuks death. I do not wish to leave again. I hope to remain until that day that the skies call for me. In glorious battle, defending the tribe that has welcomed an old warrior back to his true home.