Feathers dotted the floor as Ayita shifted, taking the seat farthest from the mass of people. Her hair falling partly into her eyes as she kept her gaze to the surroundings and not the people. Shoulders hunching as she shoved her hands into her pockets. Crossing a leg to let her ankle rest on the opposite knee. This entire thing confused her. Confounded her. The law of nature was that the strongest, cleverest and such survived. Those that were not, did not. It was so very simple. It was simply how she lived her life. So now this entire group was setting out to save some foolish notion. Though she could see and did know the use of money and such. But why did that matter when all she wanted was to fly north and into the deep forests and lakes. To the cold reaches. Rolling her neck she sighed. Yes, the northern reaches of the world would be where she'd end up. She knew them well. Looking about her warily, Ayita chuckled when Christopher spoke of a field trip. Though a flash of confusion past over her face. "Life insurance? Assurance of life?" She gave Christopher a blank look. "Life is never assured."

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