Chimera Fields Trapped in a parallel world

my mother chose well. praimfaya murmurs in a proud hum, even though it brings with it the familiar pang of loss and longing in her chest. as usual, she doesn't focus upon it. she misses her mother fiercely, but she uses her grief to fuel her desire to see roangeda become everything blodreina had hoped for and more. a child that would be commander; for now served as co-leader beneath the tutelage of her klikalida. an ear cups forth as the woman informs her that the coast was dealt the worst. praimfaya hasn't seen it firsthand but this woman is not the first to tell her it.

but we suffer the famine same as everyone else. there were fish in lake rodney and small woodland critters but nothing large enough to stock caches with; and with winter coming this lack of large game was concerning. praimfaya. the worlida offers her name to evermore in return.