Chains of the Flesh

The mother has changed. It\'s nice to have her actually interacting with us. Morale among the others has been up because of it as well. She\'s also given us more order and structure than before. Where before we were doing what we felt like she took the time to seperate us out into categories. She gathered us all together and found out if any of us had special skills. Those she set to work on what they knew, metal working, leather crafting, even some chemistry. Well those are the ones I remembered. Then she took the strong and set them as the fighters and defenders and found some of us to train them to be more effective. Now everything is running smoothly, like a machine, every cog here has it\'s place, while the mother is the Master gear. Her movements move us all. Anything she does trickles down to affect everyone, even the little ones who go out to gather wood and stones and other things. She hasn\'t sent me away thankfully. I wouldn\'t want to leave her side anyway. She\'s been having meetings with the specialists. Seems she has some plans for them to work with. All I know is that the orders have changed for the gathers they have more specific things to get and we\'ve had to send out some scouts to find some more of the less... natural items. Such as black powder, and some chemicals. Then came the strangest command yet. Taking me aside one day she told me. \"I need you to pick your best trackers and fighters, they are going to go hunting for strays. Be sure they take ropes cause I need them to bring them back alive.\" Then she told me the quarry they\'d be hunting, walking away to do as she ordered I couldn\'t help but think. \"What the hell could she want with the strays?\"