Yes there were a lot of possibilities, wonderful ones could be included perhaps they could all live happily together as the optimistic girl before her so naively believed though doom and gloom was reigning in Aláwo's darkened thoughts, when had changed in her life been for the better? No, she was about due for something to go terribly wrong and why not with a bunch of foreign wolves invading the lands?
It was rather obvious that neither were going to come to a happy agreement on this matter. The two opposing opinions and ideas on these strangers were simply too different and neither girl seemed ready to budge on the matter. The brown girl would be the first to try steer away from the topic though even her new words didn't represent a view that Aláwo shared though this time she was wiser than to simply admit she cared little.
How could she care for these wolves that hadn't done anything good for her. Yes there were some trying to make an effort with the isolated girl but it simply wouldn't ever redeem them in her eyes. No she didn't exactly wish for them to all go and die for some reason or another, nor did she really want these invaders harming them. She simply didn't have the same passion that Imala carried forth now.
"Bẹẹni, ailewu. Wọn yio jẹ kuro lati wọn." It was the best she could muster really. Nothing particularly betraying about her lack of loyalty at all though perhaps if one read deeper into the use of 'they' rather than 'we' the conclusion may have been the simple truth that she still felt out of place within the tribe.
