Alana's POV
"The chief wants to talk to you," my brother told me a couple of days after my arrival. He had been talking to the chief almost daily, but his mate had explained, that as the chief was her uncle, they were very close to him, and that he valued my brother's advice.
"Of course," I said, "anything he needs I will do my best to help."
I followed my brother, not to the chief's house, as I expected, but to the fields. We found the man I guessed was the chief sitting next to a beautiful falcon that was eating out of his hand.
"Alana, dear," he greeted me, "it's a pleasure to finally meet you. Your brother was devastated when we thought you had been also lost, we are so glad to see you managed to survive."
"Thank you," I said, "sometimes I feel guilty for being alive while m
