Arrow Lake hurts so good

Never could Asterr blame someone for either not knowing what a tribe was, or being unable to piece it together by themselves. It wasn’t a word that was commonly used, and so she expected confusion more often than an understanding. Of course, she was always ready to tell of the structure of her home, so it didn’t matter much if someone knew or not. “A tribe is more of a family than it is an army,” she answered, wording her response in the best way that she could. “There exist various titles within a tribe, but we are all equal to one another. There is no one member whose life is considered to be greater than that of the others.” The young or sick might receive more attention, for obvious reasons, but their lives were not considered to be anymore important than someone of perfect health. They were equal with one another, like a true family, and supported each other in everything without question.

Having no desire to send someone down a terrible path, she’d been more then happy to offer to him a bit of advice. He had wished to get a great view of the land, which made the Sunspire a perfect location for such. Besides, it was a nice territory to explore, and so she would likely suggest that anyone and everyone should visit it at some point in their lives. When thanks were given, she’d nodded her head, and then paused the moment he had touched her. The gesture was a familiar one, and meant something to her that was probably entirely different from what the male had intended by using it. Despite that, she’d smiled softly and followed him with her gaze, not voicing the meaning she’d been raised to relate to the touch.

The offer that had been extended was not taken, which had disappointed her—not that she’d shown such an emotion. Her expression had remained calm, understanding his reason for denying her, and knowing that she would need to respect it. “Very well,” the girl responded. “Should you change your mind, there will always be a place within my tribe for you.” The offer would never be taken away, for as long as they both might live. Asterr saw within the male something wonderful, and knew him to be in possession of a great deal of potential. If ever he might be led her way once again, she hoped to watch him grow to be even greater. “If you travel north from here, you will find an opening in the mountain, which is where my tribe lives. If ever you wish to visit or stay with us, you may do so.” Even if it might not be a permanent thing, he would be welcomed; members that could grow to give the entirety of their loyalty to the tribe were preferred, but she would never chain down an adventurer.