Redsand Canyon Out of Sync

Once at a cache, which was soon opened up, Malila dived right in. She nabbed a meaty hind leg, leftover from a deer. She bit into it hungrily. Swallowing, her stomach settled with instant relief. The whole time, she minded her manners and kept her eyes on Ruenna, taking note of another name. Tamar, a wolf who was in charge of housekeeping. She nodded, promising herself that she would find her later.

She was given the rundown that Mereo was originally intended to be a place for soldiers. Not civilians. And that some of the soldiers, were less than happy with an influx of civilians in the ranks. That may explain then, why Kallik and Germanicus seemed...cold. Malila listened, without realizing she had been holding her breath, that there were two paths for her. To become a solider. Or be a wife.

She deflated a little. Neither of those sounded very appealing. She was most definitely no fighter. "A wife...?" She squeaked out. "But I'm barely an adult. What good will I be as a wife?" She stood up from her spot, almost insulted. "What kind of purpose is that? I want to be productive. To be needed. Not some...mans sweet little lady!" She wasn't angry, just shocked. Appalled. Realizing she may have overstepped, she shrunk back, hanging her head down to the side.