With spring comes the migration. It is such a busy, busy time for the tribe. It is time to make sure food for the trip is ready, the wagons are in good repair, the herds are gathered to go, and so many other things. Work from dawn till night, and often far past the coming of the sunset. This is the time of year we have come into now. It looms right overhead, and with it another deadline is coming to a close. I don't know how to help the, I don't know what will free them. It is so crazy, because there isn't much we wouldn't do to resolve this.
I want my mate bad. I want our life back. I want to sleep in peace and night. I want to start our family. His family. My family. Now is not the time. We can't now, because..well just because. I love my mate. I hate seeing him so tormented. We have to fix this. Not just four our sakes, either. We need to fix it for their sakes. What went wrong? What brought this curse to us. Sahli has never hurt anyone, and I have not either.
The dreams need to be listened to. I will speak of them to Sahli. Maybe he can help me make sense of them?
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