She kept staring. "My best friend was blind. My entire tribe thought he was cursed, I guess they didn't understand genetics. They never went easy on him, he almost starved once because he couldn't hunt his own food. His parents were dead. He had no one. I couldn't stand it." She closed her eyes, letting out a sigh.
"He died a few years ago. A pack of ram foxes attacked and nobody helped him. I couldn't get to him." She breathed heavily, and finally let down her walls, letting out a sob.
"I loved him, and I miss him and now he's dead..."