I hear footsteps coming towards me. I immediately sped up. I now know what to expect. I just finished training for this morning, and had no more patience. A girl comes to stand in front of me, blushes, then excitedly says "You're Nymeria! You're the first!"
Ice runs through my veins. My voice is cold when I reply, "I shouldn't have been."
I turn on my heel and march in the other direction. They should keep them away from me. Why'd they bring me here if I couldn't do anything for them.