Stone Circle come a little closer

A weight was lifted off her burdened shoulders. Zola blinked once, twice, before registering that Valette had accepted her into their tribe. "Matriarch Va-let" she would say, adding the title of the woman for respect. The woman straightened, her head rising sharply and her frame proud "no family worth unless fighting for" she vowed "I find food now, tribute for tribe. Ask my gods to look down on Easthollow too."

Her face turned to West Tyree, cracking a smile. She gave a nod to the young man, gladdened he had vouched for her. "I most hunt zebra, but I will bring down bison. This I swear" she nodded, waiting to be dismissed so she could return to their camp with food. Zola meant what she said - she would give proper tribute to Easthollow in the form of prey. She would start as soon as she was able. "but mayhap little critter first, yes?"

Amber eyes twinkle in amusement. "Thank you for accepting me" she added with clarity, slowly and pronounced.