Neverwinter Forest Sometimes like a James Bond mind

It wasn't the first time that his thoughts flickered back home, to his clan, his tribe, his family. The song that exited his lips heightened such thoughts, making them bright and clear in his mind. Was it raining there too? Did they have to move up to higher ground? How were his siblings and cousins?

He finished his part of the song, finding no more words to sing, as the melody of the rain around him had shifted. Perhaps another would come to mind soon. He wasn't much of a singer, let alone a malenga. He looks up, seeing a dark-furred woman peering at him. It wasn't Lenny, but she was quite similar looking. Her sister! Lo! Samahani. Vallkyrie? Correct? he pronounced the name hesitantly, unsure if he had said it right.