Zandrea stood on her platform she was assigned to, she watched the others and smiled at each one if they looked over to her, she was nervous, she was chosen to be her tribes huntress in times of need and she needed to prove herself at be worthy of that title. she placed her hand on the grass that the platform sat upon and watched as the blades of grass danced to the song inside her head.


a million thoughts quickly drowned out to the music of the earth "all you have to do is listen" she quietly said to herself reaching for leaf to prepare for what was next "mother guide me with your breath and catch me within your arms"