Mama she knew how to sing
10-19-2014, 10:26 PM
They sold the cause for the queen
And when the lights all went out
A voice in her native tongue would make her practically jump out of her fur as she turned to see that Gwena had somehow snuck up on her. It wasn?t the hardest thing to do while she was praying but Ojiṣẹ would have liked to think that she would have sensed someone coming. Her friend, or she would like to hope friend, asked her what was wrong and the Oracle debated not answering. There would be no point in worrying anyone other than herself until she knew if she should be worrying to begin with. No, she simply couldn?t tell the others yet. ?Pẹlẹ o! O jẹ ohunkohun Gwena. Emi o kan fiyesi nipa awọn ẹmi ?ṣu lati ariwa. Mo ti korira iwa-ipa ati awọn awọn ipe lati kọja awọn omi nigbagbogbo dun ki idẹruba.? She explained to the best of her ability while shooting her a friendly glance. Her shields went back up.
The pure white creature pushed herself into a sitting position before attempting to make friendly conversation. ?Ki bi ti o ti?? She asked, finding it important to know if everyone was feeling well or not. Perhaps it was just her personality or the extreme standards of being the Oracle. She didn?t know what it was. She was always concerned about the members of the tribe, including the Elders and herself.