Rough writing day, but did get some writing accomplished.
It paused, turned back to him, and Dhala swore the sound the animal made this time was more the sound of skyfire during a storm moon twister. He stood in shock for a moment, but no longer. He knew this wasn’t the playful antics of an animal with a brain the size of his thumb. This was likely Father to the Twins ordering him to the heights. Otherwise it was one of the twins and Dhala wasn’t certan which he wanted to anger less. Hopefully he could avoid all of them.
With a barely audible sigh he started on the path that would take him to the Chinjoka burial grounds. He tried to prepare himself, but knew it was useless.