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"Member? I don't know, that sounds painful," Caleigh admitted, admiring the mane that this one had, it looked like it had been brushed hundreds of time for it was shiny and silky from her perspective. "Thank you, I love them," she giggled, her laughter was higher than what most pae'ils' laughters would sound like. It sounded like she was cackling, though. Most unpleasant if something naughty follows it.

"Can I touch your hair?" she asked before reaching out to pat the hair. "Wow, I like. My hair is all short," the female said, eyeing the male, Rais as he walked away. She looked to Belvah. "Caleigh. You can call me Cal. Do you like that male? He is rather cute."

"I can tell," Caleigh said, giving a nod, a single piece of her short platinum blond hair fell in her face. "Would you like an apple?" she asked, holding out a yellow apple with specks of kelly-green to it. She blew on it to wipe the dirt off and held it out. "Apples have a mystical aura to it," the female said, smiling widely.

"I can tell he really likes you. I was watching you and him," the spotted hyena said, looking almost embarrassed at that fact.

Alistair had never been one for punctuality. Not even the inescapable feeling of needing to be here, come life or limb, had changed that. It also hadn't helped that the faun had stopped to baulk at every little thing on the island along the way. He knew the place, or...he had heard of it, at least. His parents had told him stories they had themselves picked up from others, the stories hadn't been their own. His parents knew about as much about this place as he did and the knowledge was quite vague. He knew that his parents had been created here but hadn't been raised on this strange island. Still, he'd felt the call and he headed it. How could he not have? Of course, he may or may have not gotten lost a few times along the way. But he'd always told himself he'd see this island and the faun that inhabited it.

He'd never seen so many like himself! He had only ever seen one other faun besides his parents in the city they inhabited. It was shocking, really, to see so many now as he made his way through the crowd, gawking at the sheer number and not caring if his staring would be read as rude. He was far too curious to care about that now! He wanted to take in everything. The faun, the large tree that felt warm and welcoming, despite being so strange to him. And who was that guy who had been talking? He had to have been important. What was with all the old stuff laid out? Someting about council members? He'd only caught the very tail end of the man's speech. Drat! He knew he should have made a left back in that field, now he'd missed everyhting. Well, nothing to do for it now, he'd better figure out what was going on. It had to be important.Looking around him, he tapped the nearest faun, who just so happened to be Namaqua, on the shoulder. "Heeeey..." he put on the friendliest grin he could muster "mind filling me in on what's going on? I was....a little late."

Namaqua jumps and squeaks at the appearance of the older faun. "I, um, well," he says stupidly, trying so hard not to blush. He was so tall! Even without those beautiful horns, he was so tall! And the horns! So elegant and spiraled! They made Namaqua want to touch his silly branch-like growths self-consciously.

"Um," he continues. "I think there's, like, a contest? No, not a contest, it's something else, more like a choosing. No, that's not right either. The man in charge over there called for his ancient council brothers to come forward and pick something off the table." He nods emphatically, his eyes flicking back and forth around the room, hoping for someone to rescue him from this conversation. Oof, the elegant faun talking with him was so very male, Namaqua really did feel inadequate in comparison. Artemis seemed to have and teach a contempt for males, but Namaqua could never help but admire them. So strong and powerful...he'd always longed to belong to a group of them.

"You, you can go up if you want," he says, nodding, hoping he'd do just that so Namaqua could admire him from afar.

After a few moments, Vanya patted Takis' arm gently. "Thank you, Takis," she murmured quietly, feeling much calmer than she had minutes before. "Could we...maybe find somewhere to sit for a while?" she questioned, turning her head just enough to cast one eye around the meeting place. There had to be a small cove or something along the edges of the space provided by Laisidhiel for its inhabitants to take shelter and rest.

The Tree had always been prepared to take care of its own like that.

She pulled away just enough to gesture towards what seemed to be an alcove a quarter of the way around the meeting hall. There were several Fauns, of course, on the path between, but she took a deep breath to steady herself, and attempted to reason that if no one had recognized her thus far, that no one would. Or at least there wouldn't be a scene. Besides, lots of these Fauns seemed...different. Yes, she'd never seen them before, but that was true of many here. No, some seemed 'different', she reasoned, then trying to focus her thoughts, realized: they seemed to carry an air of 'wildness' about them. She recognized some with coloring like certain forest creatures; but that wasn't unusual either. She herself had spots that she had heard some wild creature also possessed, even if hers were a different color.

No, it was...a scent...a feeling...of something wild and free and primal. Something that comes from more than just living on one's own away from the tree. Vanya did that, and she knew she didn't possess whatever this was. The source must be something else...like...that female across the room...

There was something in the way that she moved that reminded Vanya of the wild animals that she'd observed so carefully in the forest. She carried herself with the confidence and grace of a predator, slipping through the crowd as a hunter through the tall grass. She did not so much as disturb her surroundings, as they moved out of the way for her.

And whatever this feral aura was that Vanya sensed, it was strongest around her.

Amadorine would make a great Captain of the Rangers/Grand Geomancer!

Amadorine had watched quietly as faun after faun walked up, selected an item, then turned and made some speach to the crowd on why they ended up picking that particular item. Wonderful, it was like a trial of one's self that not even the test giver seemed to know what to look for. Still, as the next faun went up and said something about a rock, of all things a rock, Amadorine took a breath and shifted on her hooves.

She didn't like this one bit, she didn't like the waiting or the fact that there was all of this talk about 'brothers'. 'It would be hillarious to see the expression on everyone's face if one of those supposed brothers was reborn female.' The thought made her chuckle to herself.

As the last faun stepped down, she glanced around, then rolled her shoulders back and stood up straight. Well, maybe her line of thinking was true and a brother was reborn as a female. With pride in her stride and a closed-lip grin on her face, Amadorine walked herself up to the table and looked down at the items. Some of the items were just painfully obvious to being tricks; like that wicked looking curved sword with the polished blade, that was so obvious that it had to be wrong. Then her eyes glanced over at a child's ball-in-cup toy and she snorted at the absurdity... then again, someone HAD chosen a rock of all things.

Amathyst eyes took in the entire spread of items before her. At first, she didn't see anything at all and she contemplated just stepping back down into the crowd. With one last sweep of her gaze Amadorine lifted a hoof to turn around, but paused mid-lift. Setting her foot back down, she leaned over and moved a few items off of the top of a bronz plated sheild. Picking up the item, she weighed it in her hands and inspected it curiously, noticing that the rim had some sort of engraving all around it. Turning to face everyone, she grinned broadly.

"I like the looks of this sheild; it's solid and sturdy and feels like something that I could count on for protection and, being that I have two younger siblings, protection is something that I feel is important. I think that, at times, the best offensive is a great deffence; something that my father taught me." She paused a minute before adding on. "He also taught me to expect the unexpected, that's why I came up here even though I clearly am not a brother. I figured I'd err on the side of caution just in case one of those 'brothers' was reborn a 'sister' instead. Not saying it's happened, but hey, have an open mind and make sure to cover all the bases, right?"

She shrugged her shoulders and flashed Rais her brightest smile before half trotting back into the crowd, her little faun-tail wiggling.