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Cree was still taking the whole losing old tribe to moving into a new tribe thing and still taking being a shaman rather than a cave-guard. This was all so new to her, having to be Cree of the Falling Ashes rather than Ashes from Crying Fires it was as though she was a whole new person. She sighed and shook her head as she looked around, she was still confused on what to do and often found herself trying to be a cave-guard when she was no longer one.

She groaned, she needed help and she knew it. But from who? She never saw the tribe leader. Was there even one? She sighed and then yelped realizing she had gone into her own world and stood before her was a brown cat. Her eyes got wide and she gasped "U-Uh I'm sorry ... am I in your way?" she asked.