Blacktail Deer Plateau and all god's people find their place

Sakhmet had gone across the mountains once upon a time.

When her twin had been lost, her mother had taken Anansi and her on the search. Their first departure from the woods. The first in a list of a few.

The south, She gestured vaguely to where she had come from. How she had fled from the woods full of strangers in her home. A sharp breath in that pressed against her ribs.

Might be easier. Except she did not know. Perhaps the earth had ruined that land as well.

Then, without warning, her mouth opened once more and the obvious tumbled out of it. Rude, perhaps, but primarily blunt.

You are pregnant.

Why travel?

Where was a father?

Who were the children?

Would they end up like her?

A litter of three, one left standing.