The Crow's Feather, the Wolf's Fang

[Samantha McManus]

"Aye, and... I know I didn't say it but..."

"...I think I do too."

[Nailah Weaver]

Her smile grows brighter and she pulls Sam even closer. "Remind me to thank spirits for bringing you here from so far."

[Samantha McManus]

"I'm the one that got lucky. You have a good life, here."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Can start new here. Forget being not good before..." she says a little hopefully.

[Samantha McManus]

"Whenever you say it, I want to believe that."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Will keep saying it then until you believe." she smiles.

[Samantha McManus]

"Such a simple thing..."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Should be, but sometimes simplest thing is hardest."

[Samantha McManus]

"Especially when I seem to be trying to make things hard."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Spend much time with your people, trying to think like them. Makes things hard."

[Samantha McManus]

"And that means a lot to you, doesn't it? Your people. My people."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Don't want it to. But they so strange. Come here and not listen. Built tents that can't move in the desert..."

[Samantha McManus]

"Almost seems mocking if I tried to pretend to be one of your people, no matter how well I could manage."

[Nailah Weaver]

"You listen, learn. No mocking or pretending. Maybe never be one of us entirely but don't have to be to be part of tribe."

[Samantha McManus]

"Aye, just..."

Her skintone and features shifted to be indistinguishable from one of Do'noma's tribe, her eyes going dark and her hair becoming black and straight.

"...I didn't have to come to you as a fire-hair."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Oh!" she lets out a short laugh. "Probably would have noticed even if you look convincing."

[Samantha McManus]

"Aye, it's not quite the same," she nodded, her form shifting back to normal.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Still amazing to watch." she smiles.

[Samantha McManus]

"It's not... something I learned, so much as something I am."

[Nailah Weaver]

She nods. "Some gifts come natural."

[Samantha McManus]

"And for your sake, I think I'm just going to assume you were nothing but graceful as you learned to fly," she smiled.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Always." she chuckles. "Except when I roll through the dust."

[Samantha McManus]

"Didn't see it, therefore it didn't happen."

[Nailah Weaver]

She chuckles. "Just know I've not always understood things too."

[Samantha McManus]

"Aye... though it's better I met you when I did."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Would not have been much help, no. But... you say is not something you learned. You mean you can always skinwalk? Even as little one?"

[Samantha McManus]

"Not when I was little but... it's just something that happened, aye? I've never known anyone else that could do this."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Does not happen often. That why it important to welcome the blessings and pass on stories about them."

[Samantha McManus]

"I don't think anyone of my people has been 'blessed' in... a long time."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Maybe they hide it. Like you."

[Samantha McManus]

"Too many people afraid," she sighed.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Shouldn't be. But maybe my people would be too if we didn't know about it."