"You will stay here."
Moments after Xavi had literally dropped her, he had turned to speak to a few beast kin and returned to her with the command to stay put.
It turned out he needed to go hunt for some more food with another group of beast men. And before he left, he had told the beasts around her two things. Keep an eye on the shiftless female so she doesn’t leave, and give her some of the meat to eat.
The first instruction, they followed enthusiastically. Every beast-folk in the settlement had at least one eye on Tera at all times. She couldn’t scratch her nose without three people noticing.
And as for Ermin. He was very deliberately not looking at her, his jaw tight and his shoulders rigid. But she could feel his awareness of her presence.
But Tera was puzzled.
How was Ermin here, too?
The Jackdaw tribe had exiled him alongside her, and when she didn’t see him, she had assumed, in the chaos of everything, that he might have been un-banished, taken back into the fold after she was gone.
But no. He was here. Naiya had really thrown away her future mate over one drugged night.
What a heartless woman.
However, the coincidence of them ending up in the same place was a bit funny.
A gnawing ache in Tera’s stomach reminded her of her predicament, and her eyes strayed to the thick slabs of meat piled on neatly arranged leaves on the ground. Some beasts were still cutting the meat with crude knives, while a few others were preparing the fire.
One of the beasts in particular was hitting two rocks against each other, igniting sparks.
A fire pit had been dug near the middle of the area, ringed with flat stones that had seen better days. Once the flames had been stoked, a few slabs of meat were suspended on a crude spit, and a young beast-man with floppy ears and an anxious expression was turning the meat with the enthusiasm of someone who had been given this job as punishment.
Around the fire, a handful of beast-folk were gathered, some waiting for the first rows of meat to finish, while the others simply warmed themselves.
A few of them had taken raw slabs of the meat and transformed into their beast forms to eat the raw meat like that.
Everyone was getting warm, cozy, and relaxed, but where was Tera’s meat?
That was her first concern. Her other concern was the lack of control over the flames and how they were lapping at the slabs of meat so quickly that the meat was black on one side and raw on the other.
Tera stared at it in quiet horror before approaching the fire pit, her stomach growling loud enough to announce her presence before she could.
It was already one thing that this meat was going to be so bland without any seasoning, there was no way she was going to eat such badly cooked meat.
One of the beasts looked up at her. "The meat is not ready yet. What do you want?"
"I want to help." Tera gestured at the meat. "That is not going to cook evenly if you leave it like that."
The young beast-man at the spit looked up with the expression of someone who had just been thrown a lifeline. The other beasts looked annoyed.
"Go away. We don’t need help from a schemer like you."
Tera’s eye twitched. "I’m not scheming anything."
[(ᵕ—ᴗ—)]
[What makes you think they would trust you, considering your antics with Ermin?]
[System understands their plight]
Tera felt irritated, but understood, too. She was still a bad person to them as long as she was in this body. However, were these idiots blind?
Couldn’t they see that the meat was literally burning?!

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