Seeking Salvation

Welcomed into the Fold

Dagger, Slash, and Talon spend the night they brought the White Woman to Yautja Prime, recounting the fierceness of her battle with the River Ghost to their kin, who were excited and thrilled by the tale despite its gruesome end. Two of their strongest warriors were posted outside of the Healer's Hut that night, as there had been opposition to the White Woman's presence when they all had verbally spoken of collecting her.

The Elders had put them there, deeming she had been hurt enough by their clan's carelessness in the regard that they left such dangerous prey unhunted. They did not want her harmed anymore than she was. None of the yautja did, and it pained many of them to know she had been hurt in the first place.

The same warriors stood there the next day, many of the clan-members passing by to get a glimpse of the White Woman as they tried to "normally" continue with their tasks. But tension wafted in the air as the uncertainty of her prognosis was known to all. The Healer had not come out and speak to the Elders, or even the Leader, since the White Woman had been brought to their hut. No one had heard anything and it worried them.

The only thing they had heard from the Healer's Hut, were the screams of pain of presumably the White Woman. And nothing more.

Then, as the Leader and the Elders came to the tent, the Warriors stepped aside and the Healer produced himself from the hut. Many gathered to hear the news, be it good or bad, it was news, and among the gathered were the young-bloods who had found her. "What of the White Woman, Healer?" The Leader asked gruffly, and the Healer looked at him,

"The bone has been realigned, yesterday." The Healer started, "She used her own medicine upon the wound before she took to sleep. I have checked her today, and she is in good spirits and the bone has almost healed completely..." The Healer said suspiciously of her quick health, "She will need exercise, but she will fully recover by tomorrow. Bless the Black Warrior." Relief and joy spread over those who heard and praises for the Black Warrior were vocalized, but as the Leader uttered his blessing for the act he also brought the question on everyone's minds to light;

"When can she be presented before the clan?" The Leader asked of the Healer, the two warriors at the Healer's sides looking at him.

"Now, if you wish it. I strongly advise that she have a yautja with her until she is fully healed, though she is recovering nicely, if she were to fall it would be very bad." The Healer voiced, "She needs to move in short cycles, but must remain at rest afterward." The Leader nodded and asked,

"If we brought a pillow and set them about to lay on the floor, would that be appropriate?" The Leader asked and the clan's healer shook his head 'no'.

"For the leg to heal properly, she must be sitting in a chair where her foot touches the ground. If she does not sit this way, and upon the ground with our clans-ilk, her fragile bones may warp and twist into a way where they will be stunted from fully healing and the use of her leg will be very minimal." The Healer explained and concluded, "It will allow her to walk, yes, but it will cause her excruciating pain as her bones will hit each other with each step, instead of the vibrations from the step spreading evenly throughout the rest of her leg as yours and mine do."

The Clan Leader, among the youngest of all Leaders, thought about it for a few long moments before voicing to the Elders, "I believe we should set up a sitting area for her by the fires, and perhaps get an Apprentice to try and communicate with her. If we can learn how she got to the Game Preserve, we may be able to prevent future mistakes." The Elders looked at one another before they looked at the Leader.

"And?" One of the Elders encouragingly prodded since the Clan Leader was still learning his role. The Leader thought again for a long moment before adding on,