Every once in a while, words fail a person... and this is one of those moments...

Traelyn tried to ignore the bitterness she felt at Trevin's uncaring words. Once the door closed, she caught Macalla's eye. Impulsively she stood and grasped a hand of each of her companions'. "No matter what happens, I want you both to know I love you. You are both ( Read more... )

This entry isn't really about Macalla, but I'm rather pleased with how it turned out.  I can see Macalla as fondly remembering the night of the Naming Day where Brolan proclaimed his intent for her as the events of this night unfold...

The children finished their dancing, to much applauding from the rest of the crowd. Yes, they had made a few ( Read more... )

My people were fine hunters. Sometimes, groups of my people - men and women both - would take long trips to different lands where the larger beasts roamed. We'd herd those great beasts as a group, killing enough to feed our people, yet leaving enough behind to ensure that the beasts would be prosperous, too. Then, they would return again the ( Read more... )

At long last and after a lot of thought about it, I've decided to make a journal just for my character Macalla. I plan on using this space to sort out some things about her character, post things from her point of view, and perhaps give some snippets into her past.