Nemean Daughter~


Rayia could tell that her words had caused Ko some confusion and perhaps even disgust. She always had to remind herself that the external galaxy did not operate based on the Weikian way of things. Honor had its time and place, but survival on Weik had necessitated the tribe grow more vicious than what might have been deemed socially acceptable. 'Honor goes out the window when pirates come down, trick the hunters and huntresses out of the village, seize the cubs not yet old enough to walk by the wrist and try to haul them off planet to sell as strong laborers,' Rayia thought bitterly, 'A trauma inflicted on a whole generation before we had even been born.' She hadn't been old enough to participate in either of the Great Hunts that her mother had called, but she remembered the stories well. It had been the same with the Empire of old, when they had tried to invade the old home world of Felacat. Since the others wanted to make monsters of them, they would be monsters. And it had worked. Both in ages past and the present.
Rayia shook off the melancholy thoughts and her ears dipped slightly as she gave Ko a chagrinned smile. "Never mind that now," She said and pointed towards the river. "Best get to finishing both our tasks before Mentor Jonyna eats everything," Rayia said chuckling as Jonyna issued new assignments to both of them. Ko was to get water and boil it and Rayia was supposed to debone her catch.
Ko appeared a little lost and, whilst she wanted to assist Ko, Rayia had her own puzzle to solve. 'Besides, that's probably the point of the lesson. To grow more independent while improving our survival skills. It wouldn't be too much of an assumption to say that Jonyna was the biggest contributor to our recent victory over Hilal,' Rayia thought to herself. Rayia herself had mostly been incapacitated by the burning gas and the immense restraint she had to muster to avoid shifting. She'd lost sight of Ko several times in the battle, but he had seemed mostly pinned down as well to her.
Deboning an animal she was only relatively familiar with was no easy task either. If she wasn't careful, she might miss a spur or a venom sac and put the others in danger. True, the fact that she was dealing with a snake meant that once she had decapitated it most of the danger was removed. Nor did she have to worry about too many loose bones. After all, with no limbs, the spine and ribs were all connected. But she still resolved herself to be careful as she worked a finely honed fang-knife under the spine and began the slow process of prying the spine away from the flesh. 'I'll probably have to wash my hands too. Who knows if these things carry blood-borne diseases?' Rayia thought to herself.