calling

yes yes, to bite you with. she snickers, feigning a chomp on eset's snout.

racharra hums, sinking into her pelt. i know. but it is my claim, isn't it? as first born and as akashingo's nebet. i was hoping to reunite with my family, so leadership can finally be returned to my mother. but eventually, she may have to take her place if not in greatwater then somewhere else. racharra speaks firmly, though truly a distance between herself and the lake had formed.