Otter Creek cloudwalker

tavina grinned. "why move around? i have all the space i want there, as well as help with my herbs. it's good to have a home base." she was not nomadic, though had traveled alone for a short while. akashingo gave the woman what she wanted and did not ask her love in return.

"what sort of conversations do you want to have, nala?" tavina pressed lightly, swinging the light of her attention back to the flowery young figure. it was easy to talk to her. today's trip out of the mesa had been a success.