Do I owe you this?

Asla was going to make a full recovery, and there was little he could do other than hover outside the den waiting for news. Better to be doing things, and get his mind off the trouble that had found his young daughter. One such thing was a reward that was owed. He had no doubt that if Naiche had not been with Asla on the day a lion decided to attack her, things would be a great deal worse. He had lessened the watch of his companions on his kids lately, and now he was regretting doing that. He could have arrived on scene to help her, if he had warning.

Instead, Naiche had been there. And a favour was owed. He sought out the young warrior, chasing him down in the communal area. “Naiche, a word?” he said, tone more serious then he intended it to be. He did not like Asla injured, nor a favour owed.