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So it would make finding the orc nearly impossible, so far as she could figure. If Hath could not safely return to his clan - something which she very much doubted with the way they'd left things - then there really was no telling just where he might find his Uncle. She had hoped perhaps there...

As he spoke, an orcess began handing out wooden platters of charred river fish. Another carried around baskets of something Pern was not familiar with - like bread, but hard and crisp. A staple at every meal but she'd also seen the mothers giving it to the orclings when they whined about empty...

If only for the fact that she had spent a good deal of her life listening and watching others, rather than speaking to them, Pern's innate empathy for others picked up on the unspoken pieces of his response and her expression softened while he spoke. The faintest of smiles curled around her...

Those were very kind and thoughtful words coming from him. Not that Hath did not give thought to his words, but it was clear he took extra time to ensure what he spoke meant something. She appreciated the effort and nodded, but even now Pern still struggled to see herself as truly belonging...

While not a direct yes or no, it was an answer that brought a faint smile to her face. At the very least the tribe did not disgust Hath - though she suspected she would have known as much already if it did. It was more that Pern wondered just how much he preferred being a wandering, lone...

Pern nodded with a warm smile, the very same one that thinking of her father often made. "I will talk to Yshka and ashk what the plan ish. I am shure you could join the hunting party. You have hunted with them before." In fact the tribe had found Hath's larger, stronger self handy for taking...

Pern looked thoughtful at the list. There were many things on it she wasn't certain the tribe would spare except perhaps wooden or flinthead arrows. Metal arrowheads were expensive, even for them. "I shtill have coin left from what my father gave me..." most of Wikkerton would not take her...

"I think sho..." Pern replied, though no mention had been made specifically of familiarity, the tribe seemed to be taking an annual route. She inferred this to mean that they knew the route and the various settlements along it well. With so many young ones around, it made sense to know what...

Water pails successfully returned full to the campfire, Pern handed them off to one of the orcs tending the evening's meal and quietly apologized for the delay. She had been expected to help prepare the fish, but it seemed everything was in order. <<You can help with the evening meal,>> said...

"That'sh, uhh," Pern shook her head with a look of bewildered amusement, "not nesheshary." Of course he could carry the buckets and herself all at once. No one was doubting that for a second. She was becoming more accustomed to these little gestures and finding them to be rather nice. It had...

She did not retreat from him this time. Not that she had really ever felt threatened by Hath, or scared of him, but the levels of discomfort at his intentions as of late had spiked. It was less of a physical concern and more mental... emotional. Too many things happening beyond her scope. Pern...

A small nod in affirmation. She was trying to tell him, before. He hadn't listened or understood, but it hardly mattered which now. She felt the sorrow in his last words and it struck her in the chest quite sharply. "I..." she still did not know her own feelings for him. It was a mess of knots...

The orclings lingered, wary of Hath. Though the tribe had welcomed him as well, even come to trust him, their history with other orc tribes such as his was not easily forgotten. They looked on at Pern through the grasses, huddled to each other with the older in a protective stance of the...

Oh no. No no no. Pern was not at all prepared to have an argument or even a discussion. She wanted desperately to simply get on her way and do the work asked of her. That was how she'd managed her troubles in Elbion: staying busy with work. When she was upset? Work. When she was sad? Work...

There was a bittersweetness to being told she was good with children. Pern had always liked them, always thought the idea of having her own to be a lovely dream. She'd never given the thought much credence. Never believed she'd find the opportunity to start a family in Elbion. Hath's continued...