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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...

<<You're STRONG!>> said the other youngling as it jumped to tackle Pern from behind, arms wrapped around her neck while she sat on the ground, <<I bet you can carry a HUNDRED of me!>> It was surprising that the little one knew the value of one hundred. The education in this tribe continued to...

Getting water with the younglings was proving to be a task unto itself. They were playful, still slightly too young to be useful otherwise. She didn't mind the play or the interruptions, but it became clear after the first trip that they wanted nothing to do with collecting water, and everything...

<<No,>> Yska did not need to add further powder to the flames or mix another concoction of Seeing. <<It is a path you both already walk. A tragedy you both will endure.>> And that being his third question, the old Shaman clapped her hands together, <<I have spoken. Eat this.>> She held up the...

A handful of white powder over the flames this time. The fire burst brightly, but no sparks emerged. Instead trails of embers, burning brightly, fluttered up through the air and coalesced around the melding figure of Pern in the smoke. This image lingered longer before dissipating up through the...