It was good to be here. The Bonelands. It wasn't exactly a perfect oasis or a thriving plains with abundant food, but Ushari could handle anything out here, and wasn't the worst hunter ever. (She was far from the best, but in all honesty, that didn't bother her.) This was her new home now and she was looking forward to meeting other members. She knew she was a Busisa, but she wasn't sure exactly what the other ranks were.
She'd been given hunting assignments, like her sister, and had decided to do that last hunt on her own. Hasira was a very good hunter, but she had quite the temper. It was how they were raised, it had just never stuck with Ushari, she was much happier being calm and complacent. She never found a reason to get angry about anything, that wasn't her thing. Regardless, the hunt had been successful and she now had a nice looking antelope she was dragging back to the pride, hoping to remember what exactly she was suppose to do with the kill. Share it with the pride, she knew that, but where did she leave it?
I'll just have to ask someone..
Kaelyndra
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