Kilunzi glided gently down towards the ground before banking for a graceful landing. To any onlooker, it would have seemed effortless. Kilu herself, however, would ruefully remember all of her flying lessons and the amount of practice it had taken. Her faithful raven companions remembered as well, but they would never tell a soul.

Glancing upward, the silver goddess watched the birds continue their frolic in the skies above the icy ground. She was grateful for their encouraging presence as they were really there for moral support. Her sister had teased her recently about her habit of avoiding others. Simulizi had no trouble socializing and making friends, but it was something that Kilu had always struggled with.

Well, she would take her sister's not-so-gentle prodding and her companions' encouragement and set out to make a friend. The only problem was going to be finding one.

Though the haven was beautiful, it was also boring to many of the immortals who chose to spend their time in the mortal lands. Even Kilunzi would occasionally go incognito. But her presence made it impossible to befriend mortals or spend long amounts of time near them. So it had to be another God or Goddess.

"There must be someone around here somewhere..." she muttered to the air.

"That's the spirit!" called down Irc, circling above.