"Jayla, its time to get UUUUUP!" shouted my little sister, bouncing on my sleeping sack. I opened my eyes and saw a flash of blonde curls that stood out compared to the rest of our clan. I sat up feeling groggy and splashed my face in a bowl of water as I looked down at my name soul. Long chestnut hair, high cheekbones and a pale complexion, making my Clan tattoo's stand out. Together, me and Iris left the shelter.
The others of the Wolf clan were already up, and smelling the mouthwatering scent of Omaks cooking, I made my way to the Cooking Pots. Omak gave me a cheery wink and handed me a Wooden bowl full of Aurock meat stew. He was a mucled man in his 40th Summer, and as much of a Fa as I could ever hope for.
After morning meal, I set out hunting with my bow and brought back a belt of rabbits. As I stepped back into the small glade that would be our home for a few days, I saw everybody hurrying in there reindeer buckskins and leggings, to the center circle.
Jared, the clan leader was there. He quite young, with solemn grey eyes and a long claw mark where he had been attack by a wolf as a child. "There is a clan meeting that requires our presence" he said "so we must travel immediately to the Ravens camp"
I was puzzled, and wanted to know more, but he turned and began giving orders to pack up, and we began a half day walk to this meeting.