Zane motioned Bame over to her side and offered a cup...their only cup they had,and shared.
This wonderful beverage Zane made was the best of anything he had in ages.
He passed the cup to her, and they took turns delighting in the rare liquid.
The small fire, small for those creatures that would seek them out at this hour, crackled in front of them.
" Zane, I've been thinking," Bame started.
"Well that is a start." Zane smiled.
Bame continued," We haven't traveled far at all, in fact, we're still in the same forest as our little tribe."
" The wind is colder here....it is not the same." Zane interrupted.
Again, Bame went on," I feel...maybe we should have stayed with our kind."
Zane stood up at this and dosed the fire with dirt," Those beasts do NOT know how to handle anything!" Bame stayed silent, but stood also.
The two shared a hut, the main cause was warmth, and then security, and then also because they were siblings. Close siblings.
