After a good nights sleep.. I traveled to my parents wagon for some of my mothers eggs and bosk... As I leaned over the fire my amulet dropped from beneath my tunic... it caught my mothers eye..Where did you get this... her fingers touched it lightly..
I smiled. Tarra gave it to me.. isn't it the most lovely of things? Its like it was made for me.. the colors and the wagons.. I will wear it always.. but under my tunic.. I would not anyone to want one just like it.. I think Tarra made it.. it was a gift for making tribe.. and I ama to have my own kailla soon also.. I made some bench covers for the wagon maker..
Mother leaned over and kissed my cheek.. soon you will be mated off and won't have time for you mama... Pursing my lips.. I looked at her and gave her a hug. and whispered.. I will always have time for my Mama.. My father stepped out from the wagon.. and stretched.. Did you eat Yamka? I nodded: Well then lets go to work.. many things to do now that we have arrived at the southern camp..
And so we walked together.. My fathers arm around my shoulder..
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