Emberwood jedanaest

her gaze turned out towards the sounds. caught glimpses of them here and there.

"tsaay qa denidał ts’iigh," she implanted this into her mind. that this was what she could say to others when they all witnessed the clashing of great antlers. for a moment she looked to see if she might see the bull she had placed teeth marks upon.

did he still roam among the herds? had another taken him down? if so, wolf or fellow beast? these were not things she could ask in lanzadoii or get answers for, either.

she wished she knew enough already to simply say everything in clan-tongue! her cheeks warm when grey winter looked over to her. it was easier to keep her eyes fixed to the bulls for the moment.

the bulls, she felt like a toddler, clobbering together words from different things to make a sentence! the strongest one. she gestured to the one who currently seemed to be succeeding in the clash of antlers.