About the Moon and the Tides
A season has passed since her fateful encounter and unexpected release. It was not as if there were no conflicting memories in her mind about her experience at the general's camp. Her mind was troubled, but as she settled herself back into her life as huntress, her mood seemed to wax and wane as the moon in the skies, and her mind drifted in and out of that period of endless time spent there, as the waves ebbed and flowed with the tides on the faraway beach that framed one of the limits of her tribe's assigned territory. Despite her time away from the tribe, she had finally been accepted once again within it (partly because every available hunter was quite useful to the tribe and also because her strength, while not overly valued, would be missed in the tribe's defense when the creatures came). Her betrothal to the royal family had also survive her absence. It seemed no-one but her knew of what had transpired through it, for which she was currently grateful. The prince an...