Her life had started out a charmed one...born to a couple, long mated but childless...she came into the World when the couple had almost given up being blessed by the Spirits with a child. Taught from an early age to work hard and to take pleasure in the results of hard work, she delighted in the World around her. Romping around the Cave with the other children, her parents eyes watching with induldgence, she slowly grew into a young woman.

All of that changed in an instant, when her Clan was attacked and all but wiped out. Returning from gathering wood, she was shocked at the destruction and death all around her. A rival Clan had attacked without mercy...the Cave was littered with the bodies of those too old or thought to be worth very little as slaves. Her own Mother, she found in a pool of blood, dead from a wound to her chest...the suprise at the attack still on her features.

As her eyes took in the death and destruction of her beloved home, she noticed a Warrior cleaning the point of his spear and attacked without thought of his strength or her own safety...easily overpowering her, he raped her violently and when finished with her battered body, shoved her away and soon dozed, secure in the knowledge that she was a woman with no Clan, none to stand by her or for her anymore.