Stone Circle On the far side of town is a room you love

there was no reason in sanja's mind to chase this boy out; he looked so hungry, even when he denied it. her horomones would have made her welcome anyone at this point - anyone that looked downtrodden or young, criteria which this boy met easily.

yet he did not want to eat. he spoke of hunting and she picked up some of the words, mulling them over, finding their equal in her language. at the very least he needed somewhere to rest and she could provide that.

how motherly.

come, hunt, eat, sleep. lue-shus stay? she nodded and then moved quickly as if to herd him, or lead him, to where he might be able to rest, where a cache was not far if he did get hungry; whether he understood or not.

yes, it was charity. but it was something else too - something greedy, demanding sanja do these things - as another body would ensure more food for the rest of them, and a friend for bjarna, and a betterment to life overall.

do hunt, then lue-shus welcome heim.