Washing.
You slowly nod coming to accept that you can trust the old woman and she smiles then motions for one of the girls to come forward. She glances at her and says "You are to guide this one around the village, don't let any of the males near her. If they ask why, say the Alpha has his eye on her for the next hunt, they'll understand." The girl quickly nods in acceptance and takes your hand then guides you out of the house and around town. She stops at different intervals to explain to you what something you're seeing is. After about ten minutes you start to be approached by males who she quickly turns away.
You're lost as to why the males would approach and you start to question your guide who quickly explains about rituals around the village. You listen raptly then nod your head when she says you need to continue walking and continue onward. The two of you walk along and she points out even more landmarks around the village, including the well, the village wall which you didn't notice when you entered, and the chief's hut where most meetings are held. She then takes you to the baths where you both wash off the grime from the time in the forest. As you sit there cleaning yourself you hear the members of the pack talking about a coming of age ritual that takes place at the full moon, which is when most come into estrus anyway.
After a while the younger girls start to ask some of the elder for their personal stories which makes you a little hot under the collar. The voice you heard earlier starts up again trying to implant thoughts of submitting under the full moon into your head and you growl shaking your head softly then duck under the water, to wash what these people use for soap out of your head-fur. When you pull your head above the water the girls start asking you about what your home was like, and you slowly tell them about where you grew up. After a while all of you get out and start shaking dry then one of the other girls, offers to brush your fur. You mull that over for a while then nod and sit down on a stump letting her do as she wishes. She brushes it out slowly, and by the time she's done the sun has gone down somewhat.
Written by Jake Shadow Wolf on 03 December 2012