Swiftcurrent Creek what was i made for?

The sight of him made her heart skip a beat. A thrill ran through her, followed almost immediately by dismay at the look on his face. 

Lilitu knew he was surprised, angered—not ashamed. Not possibly ashamed. But she felt enough shame in her face that she couldn't help but project, and lowered her gaze—only to bring it up again when he spoke.

A bear, Papa, she replied ruefully. Nothing you or I can do about it, now.

The bear had left, but had taken lives in its destructive wake. She thought of that blood-stained beach, the cries of terror, and openly shuddered, shaking her head.

Tears, then, welled up in her one eye. I've missed you, Lilitu murmured. I'm sorry I didn't come around sooner. She stepped forward, hoping to find his embrace.