Asta grins.
"You bet the stars you did. The York family is the best in this tribe, father teaches a lot of the younger men, though none know the family trades." She said, opening the main tent. From outside voices could be heard but as soon as the flap opened, they got louder.
There was one main pit in the center, parts if a mammoth were in in. Around the main fire pit, there were eight others, each with five or more people surrounding those. All were on furs that were laid out in the floor, wooden and bone bowls, cups, plates, and utensils were placed about. Kids ran in-between the adults, squealing with laughter. A group of women talked about gossip, laughing quietly. The many others were loud, talking about what they had recently trapped.
Asta weaved through the the crowd, many noticed the man with her but either didn't care or didn't want to be rude, and looked away, continuing what they were talking about. Asta stopped at one of the pits, near the back. Three men and two women sat around it.
They men didn't noticed Asta right away, one of the women, an older lady with gray hair, reached over and slapped ones head. He turned and looked up.
"Asta! You have returned, Helida was getting worried about you." The young man said. He was Asta cousin, on her mother's side. Heilda was his twin sister, the other woman that sat among them. She scolded her brother and looked back at Asta.
"You have a friend?" The girl asked, smiling at Shageon.