She lived by herself the greater part of the time.
She grew to be a strong young woman.
Then a baby came to live with her.
How proud she was of the little boy!
Wherever she went she took him with her, for there was nothing else for her to do.
There was no place where she dared to leave him, so the mother and baby were never apart.
Sometimes the baby clung to her waist.
Baby Tree-dwellers knew how to hold fast.
Sometimes Sharptooth tied a vine around her waist.
Then the baby clung to the vine.