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Chanting Whisper
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"Wait! Do you smell that? Blood!"
I don't smell anything, but I do hear footsteps. Heavy footsteps. Clumsy. Like melon-Muamta. That or it's another one of the girls carrying something heavy.
"I see, I see I see I see! It's Naqzamti! She returned with a kill! A foodbeast to put in the larder! And it is so big too! She will have tired herself out hunting it! She is perfect!"
"Perfect for...what?"
"They think I'm dumb, but I know. I see it in their faces. They brought me along not knowing how much the Frenzy gnawed at me. Now they have been bitten too! They have the heat burning inside them now! I can smell the change in them, even if they don't admit it!"
She is giggling way too much now. Is this a normal thing in Gorms you guys ran into?
"She fights to ignore it, to hide it. She goes hunting for the biggest foodbeast to distract and not think of it. But she will be tired. She cannot fight the urges now I know it, I know it I know it! I can show-no! No, no, no, no! I must prove I am better, I was made Nakumu first! I must be first, and she must know it! I will bring her here! But no she will not listen to me! She will just mock me. Stupid Naqzamti, ignorant Naqzamti! Fool Naqzamti! She cannot see my greatness, never will! Not until she is touched by the Consort! No I must be clever. She must smell the Consort first. Let the heat burn hot in her before she sees the Consort! Yes, yes! And then! The Consort-he will! He will! He wil-mate? But no, she will think she is first of the Nakumu. That will not be allowed! She has to know I am Nakumu! How how how how!?
She is talking to quiet and too fast for me. Translation please!
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