How I Joined the Gang Chapter Five

A Dog tag

A/N: So sorry for a late update I have been so busy writing up ideas for future chapters! In this chapter, my character, Caro is finally accepted into the gang.

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While Robin was regaining his strength, I stayed at the camp for a couple of days, helping out with chores around the campsite. After a while I noticed the dog tags everyone at the camp wore. These tags were made of wood and they were tied around the outlaws' necks with twine. They had a symbol on them that looked like a bow and arrow, and each tag had the first letter of each outlaw's name.

I figured that Will Scarlett, the carpenter, was the one who had created these tags, for he was very good with wood. After figuring this out, I stopped thinking about the dog tags and I began to do some exploring in the forest. I also talked to the outlaws and learned how each of them had become outlaws. I thought the most interesting story was that of Djaq, the Saracen girl. She and I began to talk frequently.

"I was brought to this country as a slave." she said. "Both my father and my twin brother were killed in the crusades and my mother died in childbirth, and it was a miracle that my brother and I survived,"

I looked down and I said, "I'm so sorry Djaq… I didn't know that."

She smiled. "It's alright. I barely knew my mother and my father was always off at war. It was my uncle Bassam who raised my brother and I. His name was Djaq and when he went off to war and died, I became him and so he lives on."

"So that's why everyone calls you Djaq…" I said, a little overwhelmed with all this information.

"Yes." she said, and she began to cry softly. I noticed, and tried to comfort her, for I could relate to her feelings, but I decided that the outlaws would have to gain a little more trust before I told them any more of my tale.

Later, Will came to the creek where I was sitting and watching the water flow, Djaq had gone back to camp, and I had stayed there, consuming everything that I had learned.

"You… You saved Robin's life!" he exclaimed.

I laughed. "It was only what came naturally to me!"

"Well," he said, calming down a little, "Robin says you deserve this and we all agreed."

Then, he gave me a small wooden tag, with the letter "C" and Robin's symbol on it, tied with twine.

TBC

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