'Anyway. Once I figured out that sebreum was something I could eat,
as much as I cursed myself for it, I just couldn't make myself go out
into that world. Then there was the Voice, telling me to stay there,
and wait for some kind of sign.
'I was alone and scared and miserable. That anything at all could
walk through the open entrance and tear me apart was obvious, and it
really started getting to me. The few animals I saw when I stood just
inside it seemed reluctant to venture too close, but that wasn't much
comfort. And of course I had no idea why.
'But one night, just as the sun was setting, I caught a glimpse of
something slip down into the ravine from the far side, which had always
before been the line they wouldn't cross. I hoped my eyes were
playing tricks on me, and I didn't see or hear anything else for a
while. But some kind of other sense told me I was in danger, and that
whatever it was I had seen was coming closer. I got so scared I ran to
the bed and hid beneath the furs, as if that was any protection, and
found myself shaking like a leaf.
'I couldn't just lie there, and when I realized how stupid and
helpless I was being, I got angry. So I decided to go into the back and
dig out some kind of weapon. It may have been my one real moment of
courage.'
'There have been others,' he said quietly. She turned towards
him, and wondered why these simple words meant so much. 'Go on.'
'All right. I went into the back and found the hunting knife. I was
so determined and angry that for about thirty seconds I forgot to be
afraid. It was a wonderful, defiant feeling.'
'Yes.'
'Unfortunately it didn't last. I walked back into the front to
find a big, gaunt wolf staring me down, bristling and snarling. It was
Akar, but he didn't look at all the way he does now. His ribs
practically stuck through his skin with hunger. His side was gashed and
caked with mud and dried blood..... It was horrible.
'I screamed and practically threw the knife across the floor. I just
couldn't take it. I dropped to my knees, shaking and crying like a
mad thing. I fell forward on my arms and just lay there, covering my
head..... I thought my life was over. But Akar never moved.' She
gazed across at her first companion, eyes glistening.
'Do you know what it's like to expect death and find friendship?
He was hurt, Kalus, badly. And half starved, I'm sure. He could
have killed me so easily, to save himself..... I looked up after maybe
five minutes, to find him just watching me, with all the hatred gone out
of his eyes. He came closer and I thought I would scream again, but he
stopped.
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