Disturbing

I was sitting at the fires again with Arigh and Tarra. I was asking Arigh how she was doing ... if she had settled in and I asked her to list her possessions for me so I could get a good idea of what she might need for she had said she lacked much.

Chay ran in with her baby over her arm .. pale and not breathing. She was very distraught and did not want "it" to happen again. Meant it had happened before. These things do. Babes die. A lot. The mortality rate is high in this life. The strong survive .. it is our way.

Tarra asked me to make Chay some tea. She wanted me to do it for a reason ... I do not know what that reason was. I am really not that service oriented. I did it though ... neither one of them seem to realize exactly what that meant. Perhaps it is a good thing they took it for granted .. believing that I just do these things. Perhaps it is a good thing they do not know me better.

Tarra took the babe and cleared it's throat of something .. I think she did a little more than that however. It is not something that I have ever dabbled in nor will I ever do so. It is not for me. There is room in our Clan for many talents. That is not one of mine. I do not know if it is Tarra's ... I did not ask.

Chay was much better after. Her baby was alive... I suppose that is reason enough. Though she said something very strange to me then. She told me that I should get to know her if I ever got tired of talking to children. I told her I would enjoy that. She told me to stop disappearing then. I told her that I did not. That every time I am around her ... she leaves. She said she had to go hunting. I nodded. I told her if she ever had time to stick around I was more than willing to have a conversation with her. Looked forward to it in fact. She told me she would leave her weapons behind when she did .. I told her that was certainly not necessary. Odd that she thought it was.

Odd. The entire morning was odd. The dead baby brought back to life was surreal. Now that does not mean it was bad .. how could that be bad? I had just never witnessed such a thing before and I suppose I expected some kind of celebration. Singing .. dancing .. drums ...? Did it really happen? Perhaps it was not as bad as Chay thought and it really was not that big of a deal. I thought it was a big deal.

Odd ... the word stuck with me for the rest of the day.