Okay, like five people wanted to greet Chitsa, but I figure I'll let y'all duke it out. Also, totally too lazy to make my own table! I love the Mentors. Crappy joining thing. I'm so lazy today.
Desired Profession Path, if any: Fire Tender
Spirit Guide (if age allows): Mongwau. Male. Strix Varia - Barred Owl
A short history of your character's time in the Tribe: Chitsa Amara was born into the Great Tribe in the final litter of Udanvdi and Uhusti Amara. As their family customs dictated, she was raised with the help of her older siblings into the tight knit Amara family. Though Dawali left in the scouting party, Chitsa remained behind to help with the tribe. When the second sickness hit the tribe in 2008, she began to help care for the family of Kotori Hotah, which lost both parents to the illness. At age two, Chitsa took on the rank of Gata Hineyu. She left the Great Tribe in late 2010, to bring the news of her father's death to Dawali Amara, and to get away from the memories of her late mate.
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She'd come looking for Dawali. The idea of seeing her brother, the man who had helped to raise her alongside Songan and their late father, was both exciting and unnerving. How long had it been since she'd laid eyes on him? Quite some time. Plenty of seasons had passed since he had left with their Kalona and the scouting party. Plenty had come to pass since his departure. For a moment, she didn't want to be the one who had to tell him of the news. For a moment, she wished she'd stayed in the Great Tribe. Of course, that simply wasn't the way it would turn to be. In her decision to leave, she was thrust with the burden of giving bad news to the man she hadn't seen in such a long time. There would be no time to catch up, not until his ears heard what she had to tell.
Mongwau swooped before her, letting out an awful screech as her toes came to rest at the invisible borders of a faintly familiar scented tribe. Summer had started, though she had left while the chill of winter was still on the air, and the land that stretched out before her was regaining the greenery it deserved; this caused a faint surge of hope to pass through the heart of the Fire Tender, but no smile encroached upon the somber features of the red wolf woman. She crouched close to the earth, raising cream-gloved hands before her face. It was so wrong that she should have gone there alone. Kotori should have been there, he should have come with her.
Regaining her composure, she rose back to wide wolven feet, and sent out the call that she hoped would bring a familiar face.
Image courtesy of fras@Flickr; table by the Mentors!
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