You Let My Heart Escape

Her usual bustling thoughts of foreign wolves seemed to have faded away. She tried to keep her mood positive, without her constant fear of the dangers those wolves could bring towards the tribe. Although she was curious, curiosity could lead to a violent future. For the moment, her mind was directed at the scenery, nature and landscapes surrounding her. Oh, it simply wasn't working. What was the point? She just couldn't take her mind off of it. Did she have some mad obsession with an unknown culture? Anything but!

A bark that might as well be an invitation startled her back into the present world. Grasping the chance to meet a tribe mate, she strolled over where the white female sat and she took a seat beside her.


"O ṣeun fun mi jẹ ki o da." She calmly thanked as she wriggled in her position, searching for a comfortable space. She soon relaxed her tense muscles, inhaling a long breath before letting the air slowly leave her nose. Relaxed she indeed was. If anything, she felt accepted for once. Too long had she spent her seasons alone and separated from the Tahtla.

Translations:

"Thank you for letting me join you."
"Speech"