The old grandma always tells the tribe's origin legends to the tribe's children:
Once upon a time, the golden black bird entrusted a dream to the young slave Alimu. It brought a flaming branch in its mouth. The young man woke up and found a giant tree with a baby lying in the tree nest. Alimu took the child down, and the tree suddenly uprooted thousands of feet, then sank back under the sand. The earth trembled and depressions formed lakes, and grass grew around the desert. He named the baby Kunqikang, which means the one who guards the water, and that's where our Golden Crow tribe comes from.
My name is Miluo Qinghe, I am fourteen this year, and I grew up in the Golden Crow tribe on the edge of the desert. The scorching sun has given me dark skin and a strong body.
My best friend Batur was frail, and we made an agreement early on: I would ride a war horse and travel across the desert to find the magic medicine to cure him.
When he recovers and succeeds Great Berk, I will be his hunter Zac, guarding his homeland side by side with him, and repel all invading foreign enemies.
This piece of yellow sand hides countless secrets, and there are strange traces everywhere that are difficult for outsiders to decipher.
A blond stranger of unknown origin,
It completely disrupted all of Batur's and my plans...
Motto: Don't eat anything given by strangers
