A Gnashing of Thoughts

Humans, Languages, Comrades, Tribe, Sykala, Traditions, Cultures ...... So much to focus on and yet too little to spare. Everything seems to be falling in on itself, but where do I begin?

-Will you be returning to your Tribe or staying here?-

Good question, I have to admit. I know I do not belong here, I can't even understand the humans that inhabit this land. Though, as time progresses I feel Sykala's pull to keep me here. I can hear it in my ears, feel it coursing through my veins. Is this what he wants of me? To have me remain here, splinter a new tribe in these lands? But with that, one must have a mate by my traditions.

-Would you accept it?-

Yes, I would. I'll accept anything that Sykala places within my path. I know him, he wont place more than he knows I can bare. I just wish he didn't trust me so much.

And now, there is another that comes. A Human, one who knows my Comrade it seems... though my comrade claims little knowledge of them but enough to sit idly and visit. How does she do it? How can she sit in that stone cage and visit with humans? I do not understand why Humans like cages. The buildings look like nothing more than a spacious cell. Where is the wildlife, the brisk air, the grass... Where is Sykala?

Perhaps that is where I should begin... With Sykala. My tribe is always on my mind, but I would dishonor them if I did not place the Alpha first. Sykala and Tribe... Those are the most important. This is where I will begin.