Visha didn't start immediately.
She knew there was a long way to go in order to decipher what the writing said. What she needed to do now was try to convince the rest of the pack to stay. She wouldn't pretend to be ill to get them to stay.
That night, everyone gathered around the fire.
Visha didn't mince words. "I need to stay," she said, looking at everyone. "There is something here that I need to do. I understand if you have complaints, but it won't change my decision."
The pack saw her determination. No one objected.
Willa spoke up, "Visha, you are our priestess. You've already saved our lives more than once. We don't have a stable territory right now. We will help with whatever you need."
The other members of the pack agreed without hesitation. Visha's heart was bursting with joy. She expected some opposition, but it seems she was thinking too much.
She saw Uri and Xeno's encouraging faces. The weight she was feeling in her heart fell away.
