Meena wandered through the teepees, weaving in and out, the scent of the fire now heavy in her nostrils. The area around the fire was cleared, a few people milled near but she couldnt see a sign of her mother.
'Maybe she is with the two-legger..' she started to say then looked at Nanaki.
'What are those things you speak of?' she had not heard of any of those things, but they had to be bad.
