Mama she knew how to sing
10-20-2014, 02:16 PM
Let the wind carry you
far, deep, and wide
Ojiṣẹ listened to the absolute trust that Gwena placed in the goddess and it forced a smile onto her muzzle. Her friend was right. The goddess would have a plan to protect them and they had survived for generations off of what the goddess gave them. If the northern wolves came in peace, that would be preferred. If they came with violence and an empire on their minds, then they would be smote with the powers of the Great Goddess and her disciples? the tribe would never fall to the likes of filth across the waters. It didn?t matter how skilled the other side was with war.
?Rẹ ọtun Gwena. Mo ni nkankan lati d??m? nipa sugbon mo si tun beru pe eyi yoo wa ko le ṣe bor? peacefully. A yoo wa jade lori oke.? She conceded before listening as the woman told her that she was doing alright though the Oracle could have sworn there was some hint of unsure feelings in there with the words ?I suppose? tacked onto the end. The woman cloaked in white matched Gwena?s posture as the very small fae wrapped her tail around her paws and sat in a somewhat slumped but comfortable way of sitting. ?Mo n ṣe ni mo r? dara si. Mo ti ko ti si sunmọ Elo orun tilẹ. Mo ti sọ a ti n? wọnyi efori. O si sunmọ ni a ti n dara ki tilẹ ni mo ro ohunkohun ti o ti wa ni rẹ silẹ.? She admitted to the woman with the sooty legs.