Feast for Four

One by one her brother's arrived. The small girl had a smile for each of them and motioned them to rest upon the furs that she'd provided. Indy bumped her and asked her how. Az was in awe and threw himself onto a fur. Mort smiled shyly and settled down. Behind her, the fire crackled merrily. It was far enough away that it wasn't a danger to them, but close enough that it would provide light and warmth all through the night.

"I killed this pig myself," she began. With help from her father, of course, but she had made the killing blow. "I wanted to share it with the three that I hold most dear." With a grin and a tilt of her head, she motioned towards the slab of roasted pig. It would be cool enough to eat by now. "Dig in. Tonight is for us. Eat. Relax. Enjoy." She was proud of her accomplishment. She was proud of her brother's. Tonight she just wanted them all to get along and have no worries.