Green paws slowly carried the girl, now almost an adult, to a suitable clearing in the gulley, tucked away by the magnificent ferns. Tilting back her ebony crown, a confident and deep song cascaded from her throat as she summoned for her mother - the leader. She wasn't sure how this was going to play out. After all, she was asking to leave, and apparently there was something wrong with that. Something to do with abandoning family and not being loyal. Oh well, she hadn't been paying attention to her friend's speech anyway. If it wasn't for him she probably wouldn't even bother with permission; one day she would be present and the next day she wouldn't. This way - the sensible way - she was less likely to land into consequences and hopefully keep a friendly bond with her mother. Probably not with her siblings, though her mother surely.
