Wow, Darrions! Thanks for the blessings!
Um, I don't even really know what to post, but:
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Arannte shifted uncomfortably as the eyes of the Chyska head warrior rested on her, hard as agate.
"A warrior, indeed. And one quite out of the fold." He said, his husky voice strong.
Arannte looked at him from under lowered head. "The 'fold' as you call it, does not appeal to me."
A coarse laugh from a few of the Chyska.
The man looked at her again, his eyes laughing. "Poor delusional child. Those Christians have really gotten to you, haven't they?"
Arannte didn't bother to answer, only she sheathed her drawn sword and unstrung her bow, leaning casually against a sapling.
"Answer me!" The man said harshly, stepping forward towards her.
Arannte straightened and looked levelly at me. "Are you about to break the laws of the Chyska and attack one who has greeted you with Thilme?"
The man suddenly stopped, his face ashen. The Thilme was one of the greatest of bonds and laws to the Chyska. He looked shamefaced momentarily, then hid behind his pride again. "Kosh! A minor speaking that way to an elder! Unheard of!" he turned away, and Arannte smiled.
She caught Rebecca's arm. "Let's get out of here."
Rebecca gave her a strange look. "How come?"
"They're friendly for now, but they're unpredictable."
Rebecca nodded and looked to Robin, who shrugged and whispered to Even.
Soon an agreement was reached, and one by one, they slipped into the forest away from the departing Chyska.
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Sorry it's so lame.
