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I met a tall and very plump sister. The evil Liro brought her in... apparently was to be taken away by this one. I wasn't very happy about it... but...Then she turned out to be nice. Said she wouldn't take me away from granmama till I was ready. Then I saw her Kinfa! I like Kinfa's!

Maybe we can get along?

Rp with Yitzah


I hate that bully! She not only shot my doll that my mothers made for me before they died, she pointed her bow at me! What a rude monster! I hope she falls off a tree....

Neska was a bit miffed when Vollerei decided to stop at her old... house and stay there to ride out the supposed storm coming. Neska did not think much of this… house. It was, basically, several huge leaves tied together with vines to form a bubble over an intersection of two huge branches. It was far more primitive than she was used to, no mats, rough ‘floor,’ and no windows! But she put on a smile and tried to think of it as an adventure. Adventures involved far more than traveling she was discovering… lots more that she was really not sure she liked at all! But it was for a Kinfa! So.. it would be fine… She’d deal with it. And Momma was having fun, she could tell that… though perhaps, Neska thought, it was due to meeting and traveling with the Niabi lady.

Niabi was okay so far; Neska didn’t dislike her like she had Liiro and the woman wasn’t terrible. But to Neska, Niabi was someone who would take away from her time with Vollerei! This adventure was, in addition to getting her a kinfa, a trial period to see if this Niabi was an acceptable woman. If she wasn’t acceptable, Neska thought with a determined frown, she would make sure Vollerei knew her displeasure!

With this thought she went to sleep, curled up nestled against the warmth of Vollerei and the feathers of Zweil. It was chilly, far chillier than she’d ever seen in the jungle before! Almost as chilly as that land covered in white they’d visited briefly!

She awoke to a chilly darkness. Peeking out from beneath the blankets she looked about. It was dark inside the leaf bubble, and strangely silent. Normally the jungle was filled with sounds; the patter of rain, the chirps of birds, hums of insects, screeches of other animals… But today there was none. Just a still silence. And cold. Her forehead wrinkled at this thought. Thrusting a hand out she felt a chill in the air that was not normal. The jungle was hot and humid! Well, not hot hot anymore, since it was winter. To Neska winter meant it wasn’t sweltering… but this chill was far too weird! She wriggled out from Vollerei’s warm hug, taking her blanket with her. Wrapping herself in it she crept over to ‘door’ in the leaves. She wrinkled her nose as she approached; the branch floor was cold! And the draft coming from the small opening froze her tiny feet as she padded over. Bending down her eyes widened as she saw pale delicate patterns of white upon the leaf’s edge and the branch. Bending down she reached a small hand out to touch it. It was cold! … And wet… She picked her finger up to see moisture on it and that the white patterns had also melted. Is this… that snow tuff I played in? She bent down to peek out the small opening of the door. Her breath turned into mist much to her shock; and the white patterns melted as the mist hit it. It’s not that snow stuff! Snow stuff didn’t just.. melt like that! At least not to her rather limited knowledge it didn’t!

She looked over as Vollerei muttered and stirred in her sleep. Momma’s gonna be sleeping a while yet, I’ll just go outside and see what is making this white pattern and chill! She smiled as she undid enough of the ties on the door to let her out. This was cold, but fun!
A strange sight awaited her beyond the door; a jungle coated in frost! The crystals nearby glittered and painted the frost in their colors. The fern like designs of the frost encrusted the leaves, vines, and branches all around her. She stood, shivering slightly, breath misting as she watched the silent jungle. The cold must be what’s making it so quiet, she thought. The animals here aren’t used to it. She smiled; this scene looked magical to her; sure it was cold and she wasn’t sure she could deal with it, but it was a beautiful quiet scene. Something worth remembering and treasuring! She shivered and turned back to go inside, leaving the frosted jungle to slowly attempt to warm up in the early dawn light.

I wonder if this is why Momma wanted to stay here for a bit, she thought. Since I know she mentioned something about a frost (what ever that is) and warnings of freezing from the mystics.

Neska was alone at the camp while Vollerei and Niabi were off trying to capture her a kinfa. She was a bit sad to not go; but she knew that she had no skills at sneaking about and would give them away. Plus, she thought to herself with a smile, this way Momma and Niabi have some alone time! She knew her mother was interested in the quiet Alkidike, and Neska was thinking she saw some glances from Niabi that could mean a favorable romance in the future! It would be nice to have two mothers again… and it would make mother really happy! And maybe I can have a little sister! She thought with a giggle as she snuggled down next to Mimi, her potsuca.

The sound of chittering and Mimi leaving her arms woke her up briefly but she rolled over, careless of the fact that there squeaking was increasing. As she slept peacefully, unaware of what was happening the heavy rains increased. Already days of unusually heavy rainfall had caused streams and rivers to flood, filling up the tunnels and homes of animals. The dry tale landscape meant that the tunnels filled up quickly after the ground became saturated… leaving the potsuca in the area looking for a dry place to rest. The sound and scent of a foreign potsuca drew them to Neska’s tent and Mimi was quite happy to see fellows after a long time away on the Chibale isles.

Neska awoke to warmth; sot furry objects lying all over her and the soft whisper of sleeping potsuca. Sitting up she looked around, bewildered to see all the animals. They were slightly smaller than Mimi... mostly.
Different shades of browns, some whites, and a few reddish tinted ones were curled about her, using every blanket as cushioning.

Good thing Mothers not here! She’d take the chance to catch a whole bunch for breakfast! Neska could understand it... but she liked potsucas! To her they were friendly… She looked around, trying to see where Mimi was.
Her eyes spied Mimi curled on the pack Vollerei had left behind; and curled about her was a larger black and grey potsuca.

“Aww… Did you find a mate?” She asked gently to Mimi who flicked and ear in response.
What to do? Neska wondered. She peeked outside and realized that these guys were just wet and cold! I’ll build them a shelter; she smiled as she thought this. There was really only the extra tarp in Vollerei’s pack, but it was better than nothing right? Humming to herself, she sid out from underneath the potsucas on her blanket and scattered a few of the ones on the pack as she got the extra tarp out. Looking back, she saw that her warm spot beneath the blanket had been taken up already. Chuckling she shook her head and head out into the rain.

Used to the down pours of Jauhur this didn’t bother her at all! She first tied the tarp across a section between the nearby trees where they’d set up camp. She tilted the tarp so it drained the rain down the back, and kept it fairly low to the ground so rain didn’t blow under it. Then she set about gathering grasses and fallen wood to make an impromptu floor for the tiny covering. This way they can rest here and not get too wet! Still cold… but it was better than nothing!

Then, curious as to what else was out in Tale, she took a walk; looking at the wet and grey landscape. It was so strange to see rolling hills, small valleys and grasslands.
Pretty, but weird. The rain made it seem more like home; but even it was different! The sound was what really drove home the difference. Before the rain would have a soft pattering as it drained down the thick leaved and foliage of the jungle. Out here it just hit the ground, tinkling as the crystalline grass quivered under the heavy rain. Instead of a soft shushing noise, it was far more a tinkling and almost a rushing sound all around. No wonder they came into my tent! She thought as she shivered; this was no warm jungle rain! It was chilly.

Muttering to herself, she wandered back to her tent, dried off and dove back into her blankets, cuddling with her new found (and very temporary) friends for warmth. Wonder if momma’s warm enough out there? Or is using this as an excuse to cuddle with Niabi? Neska thought sleepily with a smile as she fell back to sleep.

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meets rue and makes plans to meet up after she returns for festival

inco,plete and probably not gonna complete it: also wont count towards anything apparently.