5/6/2025, 11:50 PM
he keeps to himself, most of the time. save for the bump of his shoulder against yakone's, the stepping on cetseni's tail— intentionally—, he does not say much. under white goddess' eye, he is at a disadvantage. it was no secret that he'd been treated harsher than the girls. yakone and cetseni, muradoii princesses.
he, muck beneath a caribou hoof.
but this did not deter him in mother's eye. nor anyone else's. he would prove himself.
that much he could be certain of.
when black scar chieftain began to investigate this...sculpture, he followed after him. a shadow beside c'ede''s white furs. but he did not mind. he could learn much from black scar, given how he treated his traitorous scum. his mother praised him for it, therefore he would too.
he, muck beneath a caribou hoof.
but this did not deter him in mother's eye. nor anyone else's. he would prove himself.
that much he could be certain of.
when black scar chieftain began to investigate this...sculpture, he followed after him. a shadow beside c'ede''s white furs. but he did not mind. he could learn much from black scar, given how he treated his traitorous scum. his mother praised him for it, therefore he would too.