wakey wakey eggs and bake-y

she did miss her home, but she also welcomed the opportunity to be allowed out of it. not many warriors had ever gone beyond their tribe's borders. only merchants did. it was considered a bad omen if one could not find their way back to the tribe and they assumed the worst if the person left and never returned. eaten by lions. trampled to death by a herd. it was always important to go out with a warrior or two. Zola had gone out alone. she had survived alone. "we not have 'grizzly bear'. that new" her people would be gladdened to know there were none in their homeland. lions posed enough trouble.

she scrunched up her facial features, twisting them around to show thought. "but manage. they die much as other things" they were no immortal beasts. a good thing. she bent her head to snack on her share of the bear meat, chewing thoughtfully before answering Eliphas. "snow manageable too. wish to bottle some. take back to tribe, but this melt" even if it was terribly cold, she could feel her fur getting wetter against the melting. she huddled closer to the boy. "I miss, yes, but not allowed back. not until reach five year old."

there was plenty to learn until that time came, anyway. it gave her the opportunity to expand her horizons even more.

- - "Talking!" Walking. 'Thought/Others!' - -