Blacktail Deer Plateau Witchy woman

Ash had a small celebration when she had turned of age, but it had only been a small affair, between her and her auntie. her granma to old to help. And her father, well he was gone.

She tilted her head at him, rearing up on back legs to scratch grooves into trees, and then a tuft of fur along a bramble. She chewed on his words, noting the subtle difference between this question and his haughty ways earlier. He was teachable at least, and she had been a bit harsh she supposed, but that was now over.

I would not make you choose. You can certainly choose if you please. I heard of a shaman, who had followed Sos, he was a fearsome creature. But as I said I would choose balance. And that is what I teach. Unfortunately if you were to choose a different path than mine, it would be one you would need to walk beyond me.