Luneshale Pass songbird

Racharra frowned at the accusation. all things bring death. straight to the point. its the law of the land. do you not bring death with the prey you hunt?

she shook her head, in complete denial at the idea that Akashingo's presence would cause blood to soak these dry desert sands. Akashingo will not leave anytime soon. though, she pitied the coyote in front of her, despite his accusation becoming an insult to the girl. yes, she's a very fair nebet, she reassured herself. but we do not mean harm.