We now have horses, I believe I told you about that. We've found some more wandering around, and while they were a little cautious at first, they've settled down. Having horses will be a great help, as we'll be able to go further in less time on our foraging trips. I think that soon my next child will be born. I can't wait. I feel so large and awkward.
Anyhow, I have strayed. When last I wrote I said that I heard voices outside my cell. My friends said that they were here for me, and that even if they had to shed blood to get me, they would. They said that they wouldn't leave without me. My captors didn't like that much. They said that I now belonged to them, and that I would not be leaving. They also stated that their intentions were to get me pregnant again as soon as I had the child. I'm glad it didn't come to that. The voices were raised, and things went downhill from there. They fought. During the fighting one of the captors came in and grabbed me, trying to get me as far away from my friends as he could. Turned out to be fatal for him. As soon as my friends saw me, they rushed him, leaving the fight with the others. Once my friends had me, my captors seemed to lose heart, and they ran, although some chose to use their knives on themselves. So, after much death, I am home. While I wished that it hadn't taken those deaths, I am glad to be home. I will write more later, but for now I must go.
Christine
