04-16-2017, 04:56 PM
“Hush.” She giggles but this is not innocent giggle, more like a chortle, a prod at his attempt to ask her something he knew she would not tell him. “Hear that?” She plants all four of her small hardened toes into the soil beneath her – her ears flip up to the sounds of rushing water. Her eyes dart in all directions and she tosses her head to the left of them. Her father looks to the small, very narrow path leading off of the main travel-way and back to her. “We’re almost there, relax.” She shoves him playfully as she leads the way, trotting now instead of that plunky, patient pace they held before.
A few miles later, dawn now threatening to peak over the mountains she begins to slow down to a walk once again. “Ah.” She grins, a woman’s grin, a satisfied grin of victory. “We’re here, Da. They call it…’The River’.” She walks across the small hills between them and an enormous oak, her arms stretching out over trodden moss-bed and roots. Chemdog pulled in front of her, nose to the ground, he’s clearly got his own investigating to do. The daughter, her eyes bright and catching the magentas and golds of the impending morning as she scans the landscape for any sign of this ‘Camaan’. She hasn’t a clue what he looks like besides that an acquaintance told her he might be lighter rather than dark and he’s got wings. He’s allowing a few herds, she heard and such a thing interests her and of course her loving father – her father, bless him, makes for good muscle (and occasionally some brains). She has no desire to be a ring leader, but may require a group…her ideas are still new, still in fetal stages, but she knows her first step is to gain a home and then a tribe. This she knows for certain.
So. Where is he? She ponders this while looking around, moving from edge to edge of the underside of this mammoth tree. Not many live here, not yet anyway, something that gives her some relief.
Kota
those great whites,
they have big teeth
so basically she's led her dad to the oak tree at the river because someone told her canaan is letting whoever chill and things are chill and everythings chill. chemdog will want to have a small herd and who knows what kota is planning but anyway...they're here xDDD
