Dindi

The days of walking blended together, not unpleasantly. Now that they traveled with Yellow Bear tribesfolk, it was easier to barter with clanholds along the trail, so they ate better and hunted less. The pace was swift but not grueling, and it must have been safe from marauders, as the Tavaedies let the Initiates hike at their own pace. For long stretches, Dindi and Gwenika walked alone together, mostly out of sight of the others.

It was on one of these stretches that Gwenika asked, “Do you ever think about becoming a Tavaedi?”

All the time. She answered, “Maybe. What about you?”

“Maybe.” Gwenika chewed her lower lip. “Do you know what tama you’ll do?”

Dindi looked at her in surprise.