Otatso Wetlands atansyon

mireille snickered a bit and nodded at jasmine, falling into step easily. "i have not been so far from home yet," she said quietly, looking back toward the sealine, where her mothers and siblings remained.
"trut' be told, it is probably for de bes'. de only men in my pack are relatives. an' i do not know how to talk dem outside of home." why was she babbling so much? she felt already touched by the season, as if that was possible.