Stone Circle come a little closer

@Valette i guess? anyone else welcome too but please keep it moving!

This land was strange.

It was cold, wet and full of hungry beasts clawing at each other. No different than Africa in the last respect, yet Zola desired to survive. She had taken strides emotionally - she would not be going back to her beloved homeland. Not unless humans found her again and graciously ferried her across the ocean.

No, if she was to survive she would find a new tribe. Somewhere she could keep her beliefs and be respected. So this day, she settled on the border of the one she had come across. A call was given to the tribe leaders, or elders, whomever decided to come. She would converse with them. She would listen.

Perhaps she would be accepted.