Beautiful Trauma

It had been months since the woman had been in ardent. She had made it back though. Was she still upset that she was denied being a shaman? Of course but she had put the thought behind her. She had met some of her father's brothers along the way, the experience had changed her. She was no longer outspoken about her wishes, and she was content. Her face still held angry scars from her uncle Michael, but he was forgiven. Her father had found her and she was happy to of had his familiar presence in the homeland. Though he had stayed there, wanting to learn more about the culture and the way of life so he could understand better why she was denied even when she made it there to be a shaman.

She walked along the bay with blue gems focused on nothing in particular. The sound of seals was loud and she knew they would pup soon. Winter was a wonderful time in the north. It brought with it the first heat for her though. She tried not to dwell on it though. She paused as her eyes found a lump on the sands. She moved towards it. Was it dead? She stopped as she came to sit in front of it. "um are you alright?" she eyed the man. Her vocals were quiet but she was firm enough in them to not need to repeat herself, hopefully anyway.