I sure didn't want anyone to hurt Oora and other ammus. "Let's tell Jamar," I suggested.
Three months later Oora and I waited in the forest near the big rock cliff, along with other humans and ammus. It was dark.
We were waiting for a "surprise" the ammus said was coming.
"You ammus should decide what is best for you and the flamelights; we humans should not interfere," she said firmly.
But many of the human thought that an ammu like her was strange.