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Perhaps she was being selfish, but she really didn't understand how it made them sad to lose her when she died. They knew not what dying was, what it meant - so why were they scared of it? Free of worries, free of anything and everything. People who remained living should be the ones weeping that they were still alive if death was anything like Chusi imagined it to be. She just didn't understand. She looked up at Arturo, not sure what to think of his words. He did not want to lose her. Not even her mother had said such kind things, and yet it felt like she was not living for herself but for the people she cared about. Was that wrong? Why would anyone hurt if I die? Mem'ries don't die, right? She asked, giving a nuzzle to her father's shoulder to perhaps calm him down a bit - if he would let her do so. 

Wha' if the scout falls? She asked. She did not want anyone to fall off the mountain for her - she could do it herself. Whenever she was grown - a strong adult, they'll not be able to do this, right? It was not like she was a kid anymore anyway. She had grown, matured and learned - why could Arturo not let her go and do things herself? She could even somewhat hunt, so breakfast she could go get herself. She'd show him alright - that she was independent. But I have so much time before I'll evah lead. I understand that I need to follow mah lessons, and I will, but when I'm not learning I want to 'xplore.