CHAPTER 11
Penrys answered their questions far into the evening.
“The boys were out herding, three days before the camp was due to move again. They were down in some pocket of land to the southwest, with their sheep, and stayed overnight.”
Jirkat commented to Najud, “This is their first migration. We put them together in their first year—makes it easier for them.”
“When they came back to camp the next evening,” Penrys continued, “they found it like you did. Scared them to death, I imagine, though they didn’t say so, of course. There was just one person there—this Umzakhilin.”
She swallowed. “The boys think he was trampled. He was sleeping when I saw him and we didn’t wake him up. He can’t walk—his feet and his legs are broken. The boys say he doesn’t talk, either. They can’t make him
