Sunbeam Lair Vagabond

the other spoke with broken, fragmented words, reminding her of the thickset male she had encountered many weeks ago. but she did not contain within her the dullness that the male had, the lack of that glint of intelligence. no, it seemed as if she was merely unfamilar with the common tongue, and in that there was no fault. she spoke of a home, and her search for one, which was no surprise. loners would not last long in the bitterly cold winter, and though other's might see them as a hindrance, the femme did not, as long as they pulled their weight.

the other listed her strengths, a warrior, and a hunter. a protector, a provider. her sister's approach did not go unnoticed, and she paused a moment, but when it was assumed that her sister's silence would last, did she speak once more. "Would you obey the word of your cheiftess, and do your utmost to support your tribe members?" she asked, voice gantle. So far, she had yet to find a fault in the woman, and if she was in fact a huntress her prescence here would be of great help.