"Where were you last night?" Sheewa inquired out of Vera while stopping for a break. The three ladies- Vera, Sheewa and Tiger just chilled out for a nap-break. "Let's just stop right here in order to take a nap and have some dinner."

"I was looking after the sheep in the cottage." Vera replied.

"Do you like animals that much?" Tiger thought.

"Yes." Vera answered. "We used to raise cattle back at our home at the Herbs Kingdom. My mother taught me how to look after them at age four."

"Wow!" Sheewa exclaimed. "Do you just find it that easy? I never really understood anything about taking care of the animals.

"Back at the Animal's Kingdom, all sorts of animals look after each other. By attending for each other's care in a fortified-organized manner. No matter what happens, the pack's aim is to stick together for better or worse." Tiger explained.

"Mmm, interesting. I would love to look after them one day." Sheewa is solely impressed.

"But what if you just stick to each other like there is no tomorrow?" Vera is concerned. "I can't stand anybody being glued to me. I have my own concerns and aims. I can never tolerate anyone being stuck to me the entire time. I need space."

"That's because some men tend to be like that. They take it after their own mothers." The owl hooted while being at the top of the tree in the middle of the forest.

"What do you mean?!" Sheewa was alarmed as all ladies jumped off of the ground.

"Men are so glued to their mother's lap. They tend to stay tenderized at the feeling out of expression." The owl hooted again.

"Meenji was like that. He's always been side-to side with his own mama." Sheewa clarified. "Always visiting her up in the Alb's mountain back at her sweet rattling-green cottage. He used to pay her a visit each two days and sit in her lap literally just like the owl said."

"I can't tolerate that!" Vera exasperated. "How in the world could you just think about keeping someone close to you 'that' much? I can't really stand that. Even Taym; I just recall for a time-out with him. I've got a life you know."

"We all do." The owl spoke. "Sometimes you just have to keep up with people's behaviors and motives; they mean you no harm. But that's the way it is often." She flapped her wings and flew away.

"I can't keep up with that!" Vera is persistent.

"You're so cute. Shiver was like that. He was haunting my own shadow twenty four seven." Tiger confessed. "Let's have some dinner. The wolves are howling and it seems to be creepy a bit under this lovely grey night sky. The moon's crescent seems to be hidden behind the clouds; looks a bit mysterious."

"Now, now, now. What would yall like to eat?" Sheewa offered. "I can hunt for a camel if you want?"

"A camel?!" Tiger was shocked. "Why would we eat a camel?"

"Never tried it?"

"No, not really."

"It's really good. I'll be back within half an hour." She longs for her pocket knife out of a kit she had held in her leather black bum bag. "But be careful. It takes up to fifteen minutes in order to cook it. Which means that we're going to have lunch by tomorrow."

"That's fine with us." Tiger was calm.

Half an hour has passed and she was back with the scalped camel. She collected bamboo sticks from the side and lit a fire within the cold breeze and started rolling the camel over the rotisserie spit; after she strikes a matchstick through which she lighted on her hip. "Looks delicious." She then pours some lemon and vinegar over the top and some herbs and spices that she pulled from the bag. And then she sat down a pot which she pulled out of her back-pack. She then settled it under the camel as the fat oozed over a pot for a meat soup along with some potatoes, carrots and some onions; which she picked from the ground. After being washed down in the river, she threw them inside of the cooking pot. The following morning has emerged and the fifteen hours have passed as the food was ready. It was one pm; yet they never slept. "There you go!" She offered both ladies over the dishes and bowls along with the spoons.

"Thank you!" Vera exclaimed. She munched on her share and chewed deliciously and continuously. "This is really good."

"It sure is!" Tiger joined.

"Bon appétit." Sheewa was happy.