It had been a while now since Right had joined the Royal Rainbow Troupe. He'd been having a lot of fun trying to perfect his skills. After finding the mongoose and Foxbun, he finally had little hands to make more permanent puppets to use with the fire for his shadow story telling. While the little ones were working on his latest and greatest idea, he had gone out to dance. Work was no fun. It was time to play.
He had let himself get lost in the swamp as he pranced about and spun on his hooves, dancing to a silent song. He thought he was alone.
She had been delivering a collection of pickled caiman eggs and figs to a customer and was now on her way back. As she moved, she'd heard the now familiar pattering of hooves dancing. So she moved in stealth to watch from behind a tree. It was an acha male, and as he moved she realized that she knew him. He was one of the acha performers for the Royal Rainbow Troupe. A shy smile lifted the corners of her mouth as she watched, but dare not move to say hello.
