I Could Stop Time

Imala, this is wrong. You shouldn't be doing this. The Oracle would not approve of this. She thought to herself hastily. She could turn, run and report this to the Goddess. Or she could stand here, talk to this stranger and break her tribe rules. Which one was right? Should she listen to her ruler, follow the ancient ancestral laws and stay loyal to her family? Or should she allow her mere curiosity to guide her to her ambitions? She was just going to have to take the risk and hope her exposure was not made to the high ranking wolves of the Tahtla.

The stranger had explained how he had traveled a long way to reach this area. How long? Was there really a far land, further than what she was led to believe? Imagine that, another land with different cultures and wolves. Again, this deeply fascinated her.

"I am Imala, tribe wolf," She began with an awkward introduction, unsure of the risk and insecurity of informing others of her name. At this point she didn't seem to be bothered by her tribe rules. They didn't control her. "What tribe you from?"

It also had not occurred to her that this wolf did not know about tribes. She expected there to be tribes in this far land, not realizing the differences between them.

"Speech"