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There is one thing I enjoy, the sound of family. My wagons are pretty quiet considering. There is just me and the girls in my bundle of home. The family next us were a group of three brothers who broke off from their family wagons, which honestly where behind us, and moved up next to me. It was fights, wagers and girls giggling and screaming out most of the nights. The ones to the other side, were an older couple who's grandchildren came during the day, but the nights were very quiet. I am boxed by my personal wagon, a slave wagon, and my two healing wagons, with the fire in the middle. I liked the sounds of the first wagons. There was many around. Camp slaves were all over the tribe, first and back wagons, but they seemed to be louder here. Happy. I did chuckle as I was on my way there, something about Silken's pink wagon amuses me. I feel like I should have something bright and standing out on my healing wagons. I will have to ask her who does her designing. I will pass on the pink but will have to see what else might be able to compete. Looking around the lay out of the wagons, it was as I would imagine any family wagons. Large family. I had been here before, but never took time to look over the lay out. Maybe I will close the space when I settle my wagons closer. It was a long process, the moving of wagons. The row, the entire row had to be moved and adjusted to make room for all my wagons. If I adjust them smaller then before, then I won't worry about wanting to fill them. Maybe when I was older, or that is what I said to the women I see who suggest mating age daughters to me. Maybe when I'm older and ready to settle again. It was a common joke. I walked up to the two women talking. Tarra and Cana. I said I had to do an examination and she seemed shy about it. I asked Tarra to join us and she asked also. I assured her I would never go into a wagon alone with a woman, without another one there. I am not here to make anyone to feel uncomfortable. I checked her over, was asking questions that made her emotions flare. I wanted to see how her breathing changed with the feelings. She was thin, pale, and still very emotional. I expected all of these things. In honesty, she was doing good, but still needed to rest. I try to bring up some lighter feelings once I got her on edge. It seemed to work as she calmed down. Rest, food, and water. She really needed that over anything else. A slow introduction to food, and again. Rest. Rest. Rest.

I left there, slowly walking out find the Ubar to give my report. Of course I let Rook know also. I had no doubt between the Ubar, Rook, and Tarra, no issues would come from anything I asked. There was a small redhead waiting for me at my wagons. She had looked for me earlier and I told her I would be there after the settle of the third moon. I was looking forward to see what this persistent girl wanted. I paused to talk to Jaron for some time. He said he thought his young mate was with child. I asked him, what gave him that idea? She got upset when he got home the other night, something she never does. Saying he took extra patrols so he doesn't have to come home and be a good mate. To spend time with her. Then he woke up with her gone, and his ankle chained to the wall, where he use to chain girls before he was mated, by his sleeping furs. He waited until I finished laughing, and trying to breath, to give me a very serious look. He wanted me to go ask her. He was afraid to go back to his wagon, much less sleep there again. She had left him, and took every key in the wagon with her. She hung them by the entrance flap for him to see.

Again, he had to wait for me to get the vision out of my head, before he could once more continue. He spoke of having to use quiva to pry the brace from the wagon wall. It took 2 ahns. He walked across the wagon for the keys dragging the chains to get the hanging ring, and not any of them matched. She had the key and he had no idea where she was. He figured she went to her parents wagon for the day, which was further towards the back. He wasn't in the mood to deal with her wrath anymore and stayed there, with the chains hidden under his leathers until he went on patrol. He spoke of the links making noise every time the kaiila moved. I looked down to...see, he shook his head and said he got a forge wagon member to get it off. Minor burns, he wanted me to check them out later. Right now, just find his woman and talk to her. He was...afraid.

I gave him my promise to look for her in the morning, telling him to put some salve on the burns, don't wrap them tonight, and he should be okay. I knew her parents, good people. Right now, there was something more interesting at home, and I was ready to see just what that was.