All Chapters of Don't Hold Your Breath, Roar: Chapter 1

"Men make the rules and women make the food."After having heard this for all of the eighteen winters of my life, you would think I believed it. I did not.I believed it just as much as I believed that the grass was purple and the sky was green. I burnt the food I cooked as I lacked skill, but my mother believed it was a curse from the Gods, as I cut my hair long, brown, wavy, waist-length up till my shoulders when I was thirteen winters old, and because it hadn't grown since. I would like to say that it was such because I had willed it to not grow, but that would be untrue. I compensated for my horrid skills in the kitchen with my skills as a forager. I could shoot an arrow by just listening to the muffled sound of hooves hitting the dry ground, the squelching of light paws in the wet mud. I could differentiate between poisonous and healthy plants just by looking at the colour of their skin and taking in their aroma.