~settling demurely on her knees before the Master of this Home to tell her story.... hands clasped together to keep them from flying as they try to tell the story for her.....closing sooty lashes over her strange pale green eyes that come from her grandmother to the North...the fire dancing over her high, finely sculpted cheekbones.... a deep breath as her low musical voice begins the tale~

this girl is from Earth and was raised on the high plains of her People, the Mountain Chiefs whose territory is in that large land between the mountains, the backbone of that world, and plains broad and wide. A wild, unbroken warrior people who roamed free on that Earth. she comes from a large family, many wild brothers and sisters in a home full of love, respect, and freedom. In this home she learned well the ways of her family and her people. she comes from a family well known for their ways with horses, winning many races far and wide across that land. her grandfather jokingly used to say this girl was born on a horse. her life was full and happy and free. she was allowed to find her own way and determine her own place among her people and grew up wild on a horse on the plains and among the mountains. More often then not, this girl was found off alone, or kneeling at the feet of her Elders, or with her wild brothers..... The Elders of her people observed this carefully. When the time came for further training, the Elders saw that her early training in the ceremonies, of the medicines, of the fierce respect for the Earth was leading her in a certain direction and counseled her to feed that fire to protect the Earth. Sadly, this led her away from home, to train in the ways of her enemies, among her enemies, to learn their weapons and ways. The honing of these skills has led her to many places of this Earth, to many People's lands to help in the battle to protect her Mother from the destruction of her enemies. Having to live and work among these people made her life so lonely and sad and the times to be home fewer and fewer. Each time she tries to return home, her Elders say she has a bigger job and it's not done, so she returns to the lands of her enemies ~eyes watering as she feels the tug of her heart for her homeland~

Having been raised in the ceremonies of her people, she is much used to sacrifice and pain, this sacrifice and pain always leading her to a place of unimaginable joy. she has been searching for this part of her spirit for a long time, she has searched among the Men of Earth and has caught glimpses of what she seeks, has felt her spirit lifted a few times among a community of Men of this Earth.

~eyes sad and brimming with tears as she approaches a place of intense pain and sorrow, slowly breathing deep and swallowing her tears, she continues the story~

Along with the joy of finding some solace for her life, she found also treachery and lies and deceit ~flashes a lil snarl of her lips~ this she will not speak of as they are unworthy of the time to think and let the words slip past her lips. ~gulping softly... her voice lowering to a whisper~.. But, there is One, One Who showed her truly what she is, what she can be, showed her what it means to be a slave to a Master, showed her the love and devotion of a Master for His slave, showed her how pain can be used in another way to reach that place where her spirit soars beyond her body, showed her that the flame of her people resides deep in her belly, the flame of service that only the strongest of women can submit all they are to.. ~shivering and licking her lips, swallowing again to continue~..... she will not go into what happened, this is a truly private pain between her and the One, One she will not dishonor by reflecting on His private matters.... it just ended, it was done, over with... ~biting a lip as her eyes fill again.... struggling against the tears... blinking as one tear escapes.... ducking her head to wipe it away..... head rising proudly as she continues~

Since that time, this girl was wandering again, trying to find what she lost, trying to find a way back to her home, trying to find One Who had that true understanding of a girl's true nature. she observed several strangely exciting Men from another land, from a camp called Harriga on Gor. These Men lit a small fire in her belly to know more of Them and yet, They scared her! yet, she followed Them to Their Home ~chuckling low and shaking her head, her black mane rippling in waves down her back, shifting up on her heels, her back straightening as a strange fire lights her eyes, her hands finally escape as her body shakes with excitement, her arms stretch out, her palms up and open in a graceful fluid motion encompassing the expanse of this Camp, leaning slightly forward as her breath quickens, her words rush out and ripple with joy~ she followed the Men of Harriga and found Home! From the first scary moment on entering this Camp, and the days and nights since, she has felt such great joy, such excitement, such peace and contentment, and such a quivering in her belly as never before.... ~her body and spirit in such a turmoil of feelings her eyes close as her slender strong brown arms circle herself, hugging tightly, remembering herself, her eyes fly open again as she flashes her straight white pearly teeth and laughs with pure joy~... Master, thank You for letting this girl come Home.