Koreme stared at the things that looked like massive versions of the small wooden boat. She suddenly felt very small and fragile despite her armored body. What was that? What were the winged things on its back? Was it alive? She wondered.
“I-I always hated this weather and there’s no reason to stay so yes I-I will go with you. I only hope the others will be fine without me. but I guess I’m only one less mouth to feed.”
-Koreme
Koreme walked over the barren mountain looking for something edible to bring home to the tribe. Yet she found nothing to hunt. So she tried but failed to dig up a root.
''Huh the mountain suddenly doesnt seem so barren and cold.'' she said gazing into the flames. ''I should go.'' she sighed she really didnt want to leave ''I-I'll visit soon if youd have me back.''