Hoshor Plains rich in the mind that's why i'm making deposits

sobeille drew to an obedient sit, eyes upon the moonmother.

she spoke of many things; some sobeille felt she had already at least started doing. a glimmer of hope settled in her heart — for she was often alone, and look at her now, conversing with strangers!

she thought of ajei. how different that girl’s life was from her own. she felt sorry for her at first, but now she wondered if that was not the same thing ajei felt for her — how sorry it was to be raised by a pack that was in her perspective cold and barbaric.

sobeille shifted. what ‘appened to your village - who destroyed it?