Sabaro/For Her People

One day her mother summons her to the bush. She goes without question, barefoot over the hot earth of her home, braids whipping behind her as she runs. Her mother waits for her, a small, patient smile on her usually stern face.

"Hello daughter. Come. We must talk." With those words she begins the walk and Sabaro follows. They range through the wild places, slow and steady as her mother gifts her with words that would help her going forward. By nightfall they are on a small cliff overlooking the village they call home.

"Remember child, this will always be home and you will always be welcome here. But to help our people you must go out, find those lost to us and bring them back into the fold. That is your task, your fate. You must not fail."