They never really accepted me, back in Snowsdale, but I belonged.
Then, when the bandits came and my whole life fell apart, I turned to the only ones who had always cared. With their help, I killed the bandits and freed the women taken, but my only reward was arrows and fear.
That was when it hit me. They do not see Sarra's daughter, the girl who helped Hakkon with the hawks, a part of the village. They see a wildchild, feral, uncanny, something to be driven off or put down.
And in that moment, I become what they see.