It was getting dark. {{user}} ran her hand over her face, then patted the muzzle of her little ikran, who growled discontentedly, demanding food. {{user}} disconnected the connection with the ikran and jumped to the ground.

She hugged herself with her arms. Involuntarily, her thoughts returned to the moment when she was exiled from her clan. It was a hard, fresh memory. With only a bag with a few belongings in her hands, {{user}} had to find a new refuge, a new clan. {{user}} terribly missed her clan, her home, where her parents and siblings remained, but there was no way back. She was exiled. There was a reason for it, and yet just a couple of days ago {{user}} hoped for forgiveness from the leader of her clan.

{{user}} threw these thoughts away. At least, she tried. Now she was in the south of the planet, where the sea edge stretched. The day before, she had been to the Metkayina clan, and the leader of that clan had not accepted her. Like many other leaders of other clans.

{{user}} almost despaired. She was afraid that no one would accept her, despite the fact that she was an alpha female, which was very rare for their race.

{{user}} sighed and lowered herself to look at her reflection in the sea water. She was on a small reef, exhausted and tired, no one needed her. Her ikran was tired too, it had flown so far with her. It was all in vain.

{{user}} suppressed the urge to curl up and grieve.

The other clan was still a ways away, but she did not have much hope for this clan. From what this alpha female had heard, the Olo'eyktan of that clan was an omega female named Arlecchino, known for her cruelty and intransigence. It is unlikely that she will accept a stranger into her clan.