A feast had been held that night, to celebrate the White Woman's astoundingly quick recovery, to which she sat to the left of the Clan Leader with a smile on her face. The clan-sisters and mothers had made her a set of new clothes to replace the dress she once wore, deeming it unfit for the White Woman as it was shamelessly thin from how threadbare and worn it was, not to mention so brittle it crumbled into dust when one rubbed it together between their fingers.
The women had made her a shawl that covered her in its entirety of soft grey fabric and had given it a warm collar of white fur that rimmed the top of the shawl so it wound gently and loosely rest just above her shoulders, to give her enough neck room so it wouldn't choke her. Underneath they had fashioned her undergarments and a dress of soft leather to wear, finally giving her knee-high boots of soft leather and armor. The boots were held up by straps from the armor around the knee which extended down the front of the boot and was held together with little adjustable straps. Underneath the shawl as well, the women had sewn in armor into her dress, though the White Woman's shawl rose high in the front enough to show her knees and boots, it swept to the floor in the back; which made it difficult to tell what the dress of leather looked like or what armor was upon it.
The Clan Leader was speaking English to the White Woman and thought everyone was relaxed and enjoying themselves, they tried to eavesdrop and decipher what they were talking about. Slash and Dagger themselves, sat a few seats away and next to the Apprentice, but they only knew a few words themselves. "What are they talking about?" Slash asked the Apprentice who looked up at them from her meal before looking over at the Clan Leader and the White Woman,
"Her mother, right now and-" The Apprentice listened in a bit longer, "Now they're talking about forgiveness."
"For what?" Dagger asked and the Apprentice listened in a bit more before voicing,
"He's telling her about a young-blood who verbally disrespected her-" The Apprentice said but Slash and Dagger knew who they talked of- Talon. "-and saying that she is to stay with you until she had forgiven you two for almost getting her killed."
Though they spoke long and feverishly, it was mostly the Clan Leader speaking to her; excited to share a language with her and to speak to her. From what they heard and many of their clan-brothers and sisters, the White Woman's voice was gentle upon the ears and sweet, but fair of justice and firm with stubbornness in some of the matters they talked of. The Clan Leader laughed throatily during their talks and the White Woman laughed gently behind the cover of her tanned hand, making the rest of the clan jealous that they failed to know the language, or else they'd maybe laugh too. As the Clan Leader took a swig of his drink he boomed, "Slash! Dagger! Come." The Two young-bloods got up and went over to the alpha male, standing to his right, "The White Woman tells me that the traps you set were very obvious," The Clan Leader chuckled and took a swig after another hearty laugh, setting his drink down before adding on in between laughter, "And that you must work on hiding them better!" Slash and Dagger laughed a bit nervously as the White Woman smiled up kindly at them before their Leader hissed, "Don't laugh, youngbloods. If the White Woman can see your traps, then everyone else can too." The White Woman said something to the Leader who disagreed, "If I go easy on the youngbloods, their next slip-up could cost them. They're young, my Lady, they must learn. You cannot pamper them." She frowned and said something else, the Clan Leader laughing but looked at the two males.
"The other young-bloods are already paired up, so I don't see a problem with you tagging along, my Lady." The Clan Leader said and grinned, "It's settled then; change of plan, youngin's, the Lady White will accompany you about the facility. She's quite eager to learn of how we modify our prey." She smiled at them, before he waved his hand at the ground towards them, "Sit." Slash and Dagger sat, dumbfounded as their Leader rose to his feet and boomed, "Quiet, my brothers and sisters! I wish to tell you of our River Lady from her lips!"
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Seeking Salvation
Fiksi IlmiahNo one could remember how she had gotten there in the first place, but it was clear; she didn't belong somewhere like the Game Preserve, among their dangerous prey when she had risked herself countless times to save their wounded brothers and bring...