aw but maybe Trygve?
At five months old, Yakone had determined she could do whatever it was she wanted. And what she wanted was a lengthy break from the lanzadoii. It was bad enough with Black Scar’s chosen one breathing down her neck and Sivaak playing 'house' with the chieftain. Now Khun sought his approval too, shadowing son and father when he should have been with her. And Ceti? She was god knows where with god knows who.
That left Yakone to her own devices, because she sure as hell wasn’t gonna sit around and watch her family go to shit.
The girl had started walking one day until her legs ached. Then she’d walked a day more. When her belly hurt, she hunted fieldmice and jackrabbits. It was really as simple as that, this survival thing. She wondered if she should even return. Maybe she was meant to be alone; the last trueborn muradoii.
Refusing to soil her blood.
