A Tuchuk Heart

Blood draws blood. It sounds like such a simple, yet complex statement. But there is much truth in it. Much thought has been given to those that have found their way home. So many, it seems.


Mayala, who had been raised in the walled city of Turia. Birthed of a Turian man and a Tuchuk woman. It was the stories of her people told by her mother that started that Tuchuk heart to searching. It was the call of blood to blood that made her leave the security of the life she knew to take that perilous journey into a new life among her people. Taking those first steps, she did not know how she would be met, what fate awaited her, but the heart of a plainswoman lived within her, and was not to be denied. Came she did, faced her fate and found a place among her people.


Then there is Only, or Fess as he is known to his father. Vague memories of a man, a people, a home, stirred the Tuchuk heart that beat within his chest. He too left the walled cities behind him to find his way home to the plains. Each day he meets a new member of his family, and each day he finds more of himself on the vast plains. It is an amazement to her how much he is like the father that he was stolen away from all those turnings of the seasons ago. It says much for blood versus raising.


Even her own mate Lochlan and his sister Falon. Born of a mamba chieftain and a Tuchuk mother in the steamy jungles that she cannot even begin to visualize. Hidden away for sake of safety, the childhood of the plains stolen from them in some ways. But it was the call of blood to blood that brought them back. It was the Tuchuk hearts that beat deep in their beings that brought them home to this life on the plains.


Then there are those that leave, searching for something more. Why they do it, I have no clue. It is just something that I have never considered. I was once told by one of Nava's sons that it was because I was ignorant, and did not realize there was another world out there. Why should I? It is not my world. Those two have left, along with their sister Eva, and I hope they have found what they seek.


In the end though, I think that a true Tuchuk heart will not be denied. It will find its' way home to the plains. Blood draws blood.