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"We're doing fine. Ash loves the open sea and I haven't been seabound since I was a kid. Back on the lumber farm, I had to follow the cutters overseas to bring lumber to the shipyards on the southern riverbanks. Anyways, this has been a lot of fun for the most part" He smiled some.

Ash crept along the floor and giggled when his head peeked out the rails. "Daddy, when are we going to get there? I wanna play in the bushes" He asked, a curious rat in need of adventure and exploration. "Easy, Ash. We'll get there soon" He crossed his arms and frowned some. "I...left Illyana below. The crystallaureate is difficult to understand...and my Tellbook still hasn't recovered its power." He sighed some, rubbing his eyes.

"I want to talk to Valleldia so much and ask so many questions but I just can't bring myself to bother her. I am still so unfamiliar with the ways of the Meij and Gypsy Livelihood. Besides, Ash being here and Axel joining us has made it a lot easier" He smiled at the little boy and looked high at his Banya perched on the mast.

"A Fortunette?" The flatter syllables were almost lost in the squeak of her pitch, "And a candle, and a fox. What a surprising thing." She looked back at her sister and companion, and said something even more high-pitched in her language.

"Where is your mother, little Kale the candlefox boy?"

"Lelaia Chiljob, why are you harassing this man?" Lelaia's mother came in, a tall, lithe line with her second redheaded daughter at her side. The second girl gave her sister a knowing smile, as if to say her turn was next, but Lelaia stood her ground.

"I'm not harassing him. He just said I said something sweet." She looked over her shoulder at Taniel with wide eyes.

[Oqqqqqq. xD You keep forgetting Caroline/Tamlin. razz They've said hello to the Mulden man.]

"I understand. I want to ask her what I need to do on the Island to help Illyana." He tilted his head some and looked down at Ash. "And what I need to do to take care of Ash. This lifestyle excites him and I know he wants to be a part of it...so I want to learn how to make that happen by becoming part of it." He nodded.

Sighing with relief and nodding vigorously as Irina conveyed that nothing appeared to have been damaged or broken in the fall, Mirela, aiding the Corphori, helped the expectant mother to her feet. “It’s lovely to meet you Rosyoia. My name is Mirela, and this is my son Tafari –“ the young woman explained, gesturing to the ‘taur child peeking around her legs – “and Irina’s right, it’s no problem” Mirela echoed, smiling kindly despite being confused as to why Rosyoia was extending his apology beyond Irina.

Still clutching tightly to his mother’s skirts, Tafari returned Kalpana’s exuberant greeting with a shy wave of his free hand; the action causing the doll within his grip to bounce merrily in unison with his gesture.

Allowing her attention to wander to Tafari and the other children as Irina and Rosyoia conversed, Mirela noticed the hesitant greeting returned by her son – causing her to scowl playfully and offer Tafari a gentle push on the rump. “Go on honey, they won’t bite” Mirela uttered in soft support, crinkling her nose in amusement at the indignant look upon Tafari’s face.

Cautiously, his arms extended to his sides to assist with balance, Tafari stepped forward; cloven hooves tapping a steady rhythm against the wooden deck of the ferry. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the centaur infant came to an unsteady halt before Kalpana and Eerie. “Hey…wo..?” Tafari mimicked uncertainly, regarding his fellow toddlers with openly curious expressions.

Smiling to herself as she watched the children interact, Mirela’s countenance assumed a guarded expression as Rosyoia line of conversation turned toward the children. Like Irina, Mirela was aware that many people didn’t take kindly to gypsies and their Fortunette children by extension, and was thus wary of revealing too much about their unique circumstances and situations. Content with Irina’s brief yet informative explanation, Mirela was quick to change the conversation, interjecting – “Do you have business in the Neried Isle?”

Tentively, Sindri reached out his face with another small warning growl. Remember! I have claws!

He was curious but this kitty wasn't going to be killed by that, thankyouverymuch. He just wanted to catch Sets scent again. Odd little people...intriguing...

He had many questions about these people but couldn't work them out on scent alone. A pity his mother was busy with the other humans. A pity no one but Kala had a chance of understanding cat.

XD Ooootay, oootay. Oq's gettin' to it. heart Sometimes a gypsy or two slips through my fingers.

You sleeeepery geeeepsies. 4laugh cheese_whine