Home, what a funny word. Had you asked her before what home was she would have said Earth. But home now meant where her Master was. If Daniel wanted to stay and fight then home was here in Sadar.  She never got the idea of a home stone, but seeing it's power in action was awe inspiring. She'd have to write about this later. The way people cried over it, they moved easily away from them not in fear of Tiny, whom most had gotten used to by now, but to look in awe at the home stone.<br/><br/>She took the slave position when they reach the Ubar. When Daniel left she bowed and left with him no words needed to be spoken as she swept out behind him listening to him talk even she felt inspired.<br/><br/>"Master may I still take Tiny to feed? I fear he is hungry. He will be a great asset in helping to defend our home." She said knowing the short male would protect the girls from any harm. Then she paused. "I....I want to fight to protect our home too Master." She pointed at her claws he had given her. "I've been training hard and long each day with them as you told me to. I can hold and use a crossbow. Anyone can. Please Master." She begged the man with fierce passion in her eyes as she looked up at him. Sadar had become their home and she couldn't bare to leave her friends Beth or Lillith, even Mertha. Nor could she leave them in trouble, it was against some moral code of honour that she had gained more of while living on Gor.<br/><br/>She understood why she had been called sister in her early days. She was a sister to slaves, they we're hers. Just like for Daniel his men we're brothers in arms. She got it. She just wanted to defend her home like he did.