When she had first arrived at the fires in the evening, she was met with a surprise. There sat Kaioba talking with Tarra. It was a pleasant surprise for she had not seen the woman in almost a full turning of the seasons. In fact, not since there were in the north last season. It was no unusual for the woman to seclude herself, losing herself in her writings and her art. She looked good, and it was good to see her, and she promised to not stay away so long.
People come and people go, that is how it is at the main fires. Soon both Tarra and Kai had gone to their wagons, and she was left with Ayguili. As much as she tried, her conversations with him were always a bit strained, and this one started out no differently. She owed him a debt of gratitude and was not exactly sure how to express it, and her words were awkward, something unusual for her. He had finally lifted his hand to stop her words, and told her very simply that he was happy he could help, and for her to always stay as she was, and to never lose faith in what she and Ba'atar had. His parting words were some that she would think on. A woman that is faithful to her mate, was a treasure and for her to never take that treasure from his brother.
It grew quiet again and she had passed the time playing her flute, allowing her mind to drift with the notes of the melody around the fire. Eventually she was joined by Teng and Aponi and it always made her smile to see the love between the two. It was good to see. Soon they were joined by Falon and there was much teasing of Aponi. This had become an enjoyable thing because the young woman always blushed so prettily and took it all with good humor. Teng was exhausted and soon left for his wagons, and the women were left there alone.
Talk turned to Aponi and her pregnancy and what she could expect. They both tried to ease some of the fears that the woman had. Hopefully they had succeeded. She was worried that the younger woman's fears would make the birthing more difficult, for she could remember being afraid, but not exactly to the point Aponi was.
As it is with women, the talk turned to others from the fires, mainly to the prospects. The young woman, Yamka had completed a task for Aponi, and the report that Aponi gave her told that the task was completed, but the methods that the woman had used, were more difficult than they needed to be. She advised Aponi, that they should talk to the woman and try to teach her better ways to process a hide. And when they did, they would have to try and not make the methods she had been taught by her father to seem wrong, but just different. It was a delicate balance to achieve.
As they laughed and talk, they were all probably aware of the message of the drums, it was part of their daily lives and the pounding about strangers approaching so little attention was paid to it. Rook finally slid off the platform where he had been sitting to go investigate. Possibly because he grew tired of the prattling of women, as men often do.
The conversation and teasing continued.......and then it happened.
People come and people go, that is how it is at the main fires. Soon both Tarra and Kai had gone to their wagons, and she was left with Ayguili. As much as she tried, her conversations with him were always a bit strained, and this one started out no differently. She owed him a debt of gratitude and was not exactly sure how to express it, and her words were awkward, something unusual for her. He had finally lifted his hand to stop her words, and told her very simply that he was happy he could help, and for her to always stay as she was, and to never lose faith in what she and Ba'atar had. His parting words were some that she would think on. A woman that is faithful to her mate, was a treasure and for her to never take that treasure from his brother.
It grew quiet again and she had passed the time playing her flute, allowing her mind to drift with the notes of the melody around the fire. Eventually she was joined by Teng and Aponi and it always made her smile to see the love between the two. It was good to see. Soon they were joined by Falon and there was much teasing of Aponi. This had become an enjoyable thing because the young woman always blushed so prettily and took it all with good humor. Teng was exhausted and soon left for his wagons, and the women were left there alone.
Talk turned to Aponi and her pregnancy and what she could expect. They both tried to ease some of the fears that the woman had. Hopefully they had succeeded. She was worried that the younger woman's fears would make the birthing more difficult, for she could remember being afraid, but not exactly to the point Aponi was.
As it is with women, the talk turned to others from the fires, mainly to the prospects. The young woman, Yamka had completed a task for Aponi, and the report that Aponi gave her told that the task was completed, but the methods that the woman had used, were more difficult than they needed to be. She advised Aponi, that they should talk to the woman and try to teach her better ways to process a hide. And when they did, they would have to try and not make the methods she had been taught by her father to seem wrong, but just different. It was a delicate balance to achieve.
As they laughed and talk, they were all probably aware of the message of the drums, it was part of their daily lives and the pounding about strangers approaching so little attention was paid to it. Rook finally slid off the platform where he had been sitting to go investigate. Possibly because he grew tired of the prattling of women, as men often do.
The conversation and teasing continued.......and then it happened.
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