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Nuawahn (Post 2)
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"Kuuuunto! Zuuuri!" he called... and then he heard it, an echo! Sort of, if echos said a different name, in a different voice. His name! He squealed in delight, wheeling around until he saw the small figure waving to him. "YAY!" he cried, "There you are!" he ran in to joyfully hug them both. If he wasn't awake before, he was now, full of energy to see his friends as he was for everything that involved happiness and friends.

"Where's mister Abo?" he asked cheerily. He had a present for Zuri's mate, too, because that was just nice to do, but nothing nearly as special as what he had for them!

Zumei Post 2

Zumei was visibly excited by Aldren's willingness to catch fish with her and all but dragged the poor ice lad along with her to reach her goal. The blanket over her head felt odd, but she was at least smart enough to know that Aldren would be unhappy without it. She always wondered if the ice people tanned at all, or if they simply burned to a crisp.

"Maybe we can catch a fish for your sister. She might like that," Zumei said out loud, pondering on it as they drew closer to the stall with the little fish game. The stall itself was crowded with smaller children, and the wind woman felt a little guilty about crowding right up there with them.

"I maaay be too old for this. I don't want to show any kids up with my awesome fish skills."

Jakkoa | 3

Hargitt appeared relieved—

—and then decidedly less so, moments later. Jakkoa dismissed that, though, taking the smile for what it was worth and the subsequent awkwardness and abashment for, well, he didn’t suppose he necessarily minded that either. It was amusing, in its own way.

He opened his mouth, turning to Hargitt as they began to dissipate. Then, “Heeey, ladies!” interjected, and Jak’s attention took a moment to flit in the direction of the distinctly feminine voice, if booming and angled high. Whatever he was anticipating, the drop in his stomach on sight of the largest alkidike he had ever seen in his life was not it—though, to be ‘fair’, he could count on less than one hand the total number of them he’d ever encountered personally. His fingers crimped subtly at Hargitt’s arm, then released and dropped as he took one casual half-step back: nearer to ‘behind’ Hargitt and away from whoever—whatever—that woman was.

His eyes flicked up again.

“We can relocate, if it please you. You needn’t feel obligated to accompany me, besides, if you would rather…” He gave a vague swish of a hand with loose fingers, “…sulk on the outskirts of the city and speak to the birds and the rest of your animal friends, by all means. I prefer mingling with those who can hold a conversation, but far be it from me to impose upon you.”

A thread of musical notes winding their way through the crowd from some indistinct but clearly northerly direction seemed as good an excuse as any for a topic shift and a pluck at his companion to goad him in that direction.

“All that said, I am going dancing, and your solitary tastes aside, you’re welcome to join me if you’ve nothing better to do. Or watch.”

Callum Post 3

"I'm from a Sauti native myself, but my partner and I have been living in Zena with his family for the past few years." It was just safer to keep their children in one area as opposed to having them travel all over Tendaji with their fathers. They simply didn't have the stamina for it yet, if they ever even chose to go with them. Callum doubted very highly that Sol would ever leave the snow capped mountains, but Ygraine...he'd have to keep a close eye on her.

Turning his attention from Huyana to Eirlys, Callum couldn't help the softened smile that took over his features. The two seemed so comfortable around each other, and that in itself made him happy for their children. It was so important to have parents who actually cared for each other in a child's life. Or at the very least, ones that didn't outright ignore their kids or bickered all the time.

Callum was so caught up in the pleasantries of conversation that it took him a full minute to process exactly what the little iceling girl had said. To his credit his smile never faltered, though his hand did unconsciously flutter up towards the scars on his neck. "Not everyone's mother is as kind as yours. You're very lucky to have her." He was beyond thinking of it as an 'accident' on his mother's part, but there was no need to let this sweet little girl in on that bit of info.

Huyana Post 4


There was a small laugh as Callum answered him. "Well it's nice to know Zena was top on your list." Huyana was rather proud to know that this man would choose his homeland to settle in.

However, his daughter said something and he had to cough as he turned his attention to her. Huy had a look of dread on his face. "Iriyana. That's not polite to ask." But right after he told his child that she was being rude Callum spoke. So the young man groaned. "I'm sorry, Iriyana doesn't really think before she speaks." With that he turned toward Eiri with a pleading look. Their daughter didn't really listen to him all that well.

Eirlys- Post 4

The female looked up to Huyana before looking over Polaris' back to her daughter. "Iriyana..." It was a warning tone that both children and beast knew too well. As evidence of Polaris making himself smaller by lowering his head to rest on the ground. Eirlys muttered. "Oops. Sorry, Polaris..." she stroked the beast's back. She smiled at the little ones. "If you were alright with it, Callum. Polaris could carry the kids around a circle."

She smiled sweetly at the male. Drawing Huyana's arms around her as she chuckled at her children. "Riya. Manners. I told you before. Scars are stories that some don't wish to boast about."

Kaalnia (Post 3) |
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The ladies reacted much the same way that the wind (Wind ice? Who knew, it wasn't like Kaalnia could tell) boy had - a shrinking back, a cowering. Kaalnia smirked, not unpleasantly. Hey, who could blame them? She was a big Alkidike, after all, and memories of war were still fresh. The extremists had attacked here first and had interrupted their festival. Also, she'd noticed, Alkidike did not look like the others, wholly different in body, in skin, in... well, everything.

Kaalnia shrugged wonderingly at the looks that the ladies - and the men - gave her. She was exotic, to be sure, but she personally found the exotic attractive. She loved the array of colors that the earthlings sported, their crystals and different-shaped ears. When combined with Alkidike traits, she found them irresistably gorgeous. "Hey, come on ladies, I don't bite!" she called to them.

Funny, wasn't it, that what she was attracted to also repulsed them? They were really missing out. The ladies, having been dissuaded by the men and distracted by her call (giving the poor guy time to escape), scattered back into the late-morning crowds. Kaalnia wasn't disappointed. She shrugged and moved on.

The festival was getting into the swing of things, and Kaalnia saw the perfect oppurtunity to show off - her favorite activity. "Heeey" she said, to the person overseeing the wood-stacking, "Mind if I help?"