Verdigris Ravine 'tis time that i fare from you

S'ari made a pained sympathetic face at Talisman's story. In truth, she didn't know much about otters, seeing as she'd spent almost her entire life in one desert or another. She hadn't realized they could be so vicious. Coyote is... sorry to hear that, she murmured, looking the yearling over. However, he seemed surprisingly fine. He had said it had happened when he was but a sunling, and a very small one at that.

Well, she said, in response to his next words, your mother was quite beautiful, if you are anyone to go off of. Although, she questioned Talisman's father on mentioning it every day. It must have been hard for the boy to grow up in his mother's shadow. S'ari grimaced and looked out into the greater Desert. Thank you for sharing with S'ari, she said. Perhaps there is something you'd like to know about her now? It was a Tribe custom to swap tales, though not all of them had to be real. In fact, many were not, or they were laced with half-lies. It was simply the way of things.