[Between Allison and Mindy, Needy had been spending plenty of time with the natives in small jaunts. She wasn't quite up to the "one of us"/"warrior queen" status that both of her other girls had achieved, but she thought it was safe to say she had made some friends among the little furry hunter-gatherers. As much as you could say you were friends with someone who didn't speak the same language as you and you were probably never going to see again, anyway.
They'd tried teaching her how to throw axes and spears. They'd played with her hair with a kind of reverent fascination, working it into thin braids and crowning her with flowers. She'd even taught a few of them how to fistbump.
Now here it was, the last day before they had to head back to the ship, and she was sitting on the edge of one of the tree platforms, her legs dangling. Watching the natives go about their business in the space below, playing and working. One of them looked up and recognizing her made a happy chittering sound. She beamed and waved back.]
spam - last day
They'd tried teaching her how to throw axes and spears. They'd played with her hair with a kind of reverent fascination, working it into thin braids and crowning her with flowers. She'd even taught a few of them how to fistbump.
Now here it was, the last day before they had to head back to the ship, and she was sitting on the edge of one of the tree platforms, her legs dangling. Watching the natives go about their business in the space below, playing and working. One of them looked up and recognizing her made a happy chittering sound. She beamed and waved back.]
I'm going to kinda miss this place.