Though the world was moving quickly for the young half bred, she was grateful for everything she had so far. Sobi's foot falls in the city ruins casting dirt as her bare feet disturbed the ground. She clung to a ragged bit of clothing but was decently enough clothed to be warm she supposed. The scattered ruins of orange city, picked clean by scavengers a long time ago it seemed. Now all the poor girl could find to eat was the occasional berry and apple. 

Falling over from exhaustion, Sobi could do no more than hold her hand out. Eyes half lidded in sleep, unfocused as she tried to remain conscious. Her thoughts going back to the meeting of her god, her savior. She had been dying of a disease, her parents having thrown her out because of it. Kamae seeing the religious zealots for what they were, fools had saved the girl... Whether by accident or on purpose, she didn't know for sure. But as her god offered his hand back then, she could only wish to do his bidding.

But she had fallen short, as when asked what to give in return for his curing aid... He said only information. She had known nothing at the time, but he made her vow to always be his servant. How could she refuse such an offer?! But now she was laying in the dirt... dying... Her hand clutching at the dirt as her ragged breathing barely came through. She needed food but didn't have the energy to move any further. In her heart she wailed in despair, cursing this world for robbing her of her second chance...