Kaanga’s eyes lowered nervously as Uzulu struggled over what to say. Did he not like it? She hushed down a shiver, and gently shifted her paws. Oh dear! How would she get out of this if he didn’t? She would have to do something else to make him happy...yes, yes- that’d do...! But then; the slave’s voice seemed to break the silence. Kaanga’s head rose, and as soon as Mpaji’s voice broke, so did Uzulu’s. He liked it! Her heart bubbled excitedly.

“Really!?” She asked in surprise. “I’m very glad! I worked really hard! But, Mpaji helped too. He told me what would look better. Look look, see the bird?” She motioned towards it. “It will be for good luck.”