Tension

The conversation kind of tapered off, when more women joined them to help finish planting the seeds.

She counted over fifty rows as far as the eyes could see.

Zyra felt saddened that when the time for harvest came none of her teammates would be around to help out.

The weather here could be so volatile at times, a lot of the food supplies in storage had been destroyed in fires set by Bruno and his men.

They were grateful to Pierre's old village for the seeds that they bartered with them for meat caught by Pierre and other men from the base.

The sun was going down and they would head back home before darkness fell. It was good to see Asla around laughing and mingling with the other women.

She knew that Asla was one of the few women Verity could lean on, she basically looked after Kit and Nyla whenever Verity joined  the men on the hunt.

"Asla, wait a minute."