It had been a few days and Ayita was beginning to grip what had really happened. She had begged to go to her old home to get the last of her things things that lay scattered for the most part. She was the reason he was dead. He had blocked the attacker and fought him off well he had only managed to get Ayita once. She was no fighter like her brother or daughter but much more like her two sons a lover.
Ayita growled to herself as she rubbed her sore shoulder. There were minor cuts on it and she couldn't care really she just wanted to get over the sadness she felt.
Ayita stood looking at the sky a white tank top missing a strap and a long flowing skirt rested on her body. all these things just added to her unkempt beauty. She hadn't really taken much care of herself to upset to fuss over her looks. She was more occupied with the growing pups she needed to care for. Looking around crystal blue eyes stared at a white man she had never seen before. Jumping back she looked at him. "Who are you" She would force him out if he didn't belong she would not deal with trespassers. Though truly she wasn't that strong.
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