Hoshor Plains Gentle Girl, Gentle Step

Ajei wasn't sure if her description had done the creature any justice. They were strange looking for sure, but not frightening. But perhaps she had gone too far, when she saw the she wolf's small o of surprise.

Ajei shifted and stared. A few words in her mother's language and then she shook her head.

There was a shifting a changing and Ajei startled at the vehement way the other girl said no. She moved away from her quickly. 

Her voice quiet, calm a little shaky. She didn't like being shouted at, even if it were in the heat of a moment.

No, Moonwoman made our village. A soft look. You are blinded by what you were taught and what you believe. Why can't villages exist in different ways. Why can't there be different ways of doing things. Your way works for you, and our way works for us.

She tilted an ear gracefully. The next question she eyed the girl. Perhaps she had met a cruel woman just now. But she kept her words to herself. IT didn't speak well of someone willing to tear someone down for something they didn't believe in.

I have not, yet. But I have heard stories and seen how cruel women hurt other's. She thought of Aiolos and the terrors he had lived, she thought of her own father and wondered what had damaged him and if it were a woman.