Lion Head Mesa thebes

There was much he wished to bring Satsu — food, furs, perhaps even those fermented berries the adults ate. Tavina had also suggested a song, but he was not sure he'd have it done in time, and wouldn't he have to perform it in front of everyone? It was a daunting thing.

"I've brought her honey and other sweets, but I want to give her our first kills, and... I think my favorite fur." A sleeping fur could be replaced. His mother could not. He swallowed roughly, looking away.

"Did she like songs?"