Rising Sun Valley Jalan Qoyi [M]

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Zhavvi walked towards the settlement with a poise in her step. Her green eyes looking around the camp with certain distaste. She had not chosen this path for herself. She was told to follow. Even though she might have followed her family anyways, it was much more fun to talk back against authority. Her main reason for wanting to stay was because she hadn't explored everything yet. She wanted to know about her past and their herds but her father had decided it was better to go to the promised lands. So far the promised lands didn't bare much ... promise. Her lizard green eyes quickly spotted her uncle. One she liked, if he didn't side with her father. She had the feeling he was doing that more often lately.

She trotted up to him with her tail high in the air. The female's mood often got sour because of her father. Zhavvi wanted Rakharo to believe in her. Trust her to make the right decision, but his love protective parental instinct refrained him from that. Zhav wanted to become a warrior and hunter. She felt scolded like a small child every time her father told her no or 'saved' her from something. God forbid if she ever tried to hunt on her own. In the meanwhile the young lady ended up sitting next to her uncle. It were his words that awoken her. Slowly she turned her muzzle into his direction. "Jalla si? Tepoha yth ti reached vi z'ar level persvek hesi thurirlkal batobot drekim persvek dout ence ui suffit aurthon ihk vi 'hello'? Si mi ti vi vrak," she returned to her uncle.