"They can't be all that."

“Why not?”

"They're not striking me down here and now."

“Don’t give them ideas!”

She crosses her arms. "They should worry about giving me ideas."

“I bet you’re going to be lion clan,” Dewy mutters.

"Not gonna be any clan 'cause I'm leaving."

“If you say so.”

Eventually they reach a cluster of thatched huts. Children wander at ease with all assortment of beasts. 

Silver Wolf waves to a few.

An olive skinned girl with surprisingly light hair strolls up to the party. “Hey Silver, Dewy.” She glances at Malen. “Newbie?”

"Yeah. Got kicked out of my old realm."

The girl whistles. “Wild.” She looks at Silver Wolf. “She didn’t like, go crazy and eat people or something?”

"Nah. Says the local goddess was being a jerk, and got annoyed at her for trying to spoil some plan or another."

“Oh, that’s... better?”

 “She says she’s gonna walk back.”

"I am."

The girl rubs her chin. “Well, still a better kind of nuts. Maybe you should go and talk to Sarala? She’s always talking about walking outside the Gardens.”

"Huh. Where is she?"

“On the beach last I saw. I think she’s trying to make the Dolphin clan give her a lift.”

"Okay. Thanks."

“And if she isn’t, we can still swim!”

"Haven't really done a lot of swimming before."

“It’s neat!”

"We can do some, then."