You stay.

You hesitate, completely confused and unable to decide what you should do. The ever present weight of the sword strapped to your back draws your attention and reaching over your shoulder you grab the hilt. You expect to struggle to draw it, but somehow the knoiwledge of how to handle the weapon is inside you. You draw it out the sheath and over your head easily. The weight of the wicked looking blade feels familiar and you tentatively take a practice swing with the sword. It slices cleanly through the air and you find that you're rather good with it. You test yourself and the blade flashes in a dizzying display of cuts, thrusts and parries.

"Shayla! Eager for the hunt I see."

The shout comes from behind you and you jump in surprise and whirl around. Another woman has emerged from one of the huts and is approaching.

"The amount of mead you drank last night I thought I'd have to drag you from your furs." The woman laughs as she nears.

The newcomer is a redheaded warrior woman wearing nothing but a breechcloth and a few amulets and bangles. She looks tall and athletic and it's only when she's standing next to you that you realise that you are even taller. She appears to know you and is completely at ease. She scratches her thigh and stretches. You blush and look away as her hand moves her breechcloth showing a bushy tangle of gingery pubes.

"The others should be up soon, it looks like a good day for hunting." She comments.

You grunt in reply, not sure how to respond. The redhead comes close and grabs your neck, pulling you in she kisses you on the lips. You're too shocked to resist.

"Pity we don't have more time." She sighs. "I would have enjoyed some time between your thighs this morning."

Other women start to emerge from the huts in various states of undress. Two more come over to join you.

"Shayla, Callas. A good morning." One calls.

Since the redhead called you Shayla moments ago her name must be Callas. You stay quiet, just nodding in return.

"Brinna, Dortha a good morning." Callas replies nodding to each woman as she speaks allowing you to put a name to each.