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Kiyelt was out for a morning walk, he had spent many night reflecting over certain recent events and had just considered himself fully healed from the cat face attack that had risked marring his beastly beauty. He grinned into the desert wind, it was about time for a change, maybe he would get really lucky and meet a certain someone soon. Surely she had not been locked away in a closet for her behaviour. He imagined Ichil trussed up and glaring and decided that maybe he wouldn't want to find her that way, as she would no doubt explode past whoever let her out to go accost whoever had locked her up in the first place.

Kiyelt chuckled and crested the next rise, quite visible to all and sundry what with his janarim trailing behind him like a large puppy.

And there she was just as he had hoped she would be. He hopped on his own janarim and raced to meet her. "Whats a pretty woman like you doing out here, some crazed ice man could just carry you off you know, I hear there is one around." Kiyelt winked at her. Not many would dare tussle with Imari. Except maybe him, but he hoped he never had to. "How was town you don't look like you were incarcerated but then again you always look wonderful.

Like an oasis in the hottest desert in face. He grinned. "Welcome back Ichil." He leaned over and hugged her while handily not falling off his perch ..somehow.

"Did you now? Did you praise my awesomeness or did you say so I met a dude. Hes cool though he has a janarim?" Kiyelt waggled his eyebrows at her. "It must have gone well whatever it was, or are you on the run again from the law?"

He pressed on one side of Skiy, and released pressure on the other so his janarim wandered along closer to hers. He bet they were quite a sight together, but they were also large targets.

His face turned more serious. "I'm honored you told your father about me." His fingers itched to twine with hers but well one of them WOULD fall off if he wasn't more careful. "It means a lot." he bowed his head fighting a blush. He wasn't supposed to do this he was the guy.

"Well, you would get her used to smaller groups first, maybe bring her around the edges of Tivrod first then work up to the city center, once she's good with that do the same for the bigger cities. She will come around with time, Skiyaii still dislikes the thick crowds so I try to avoid them when I can. He still needs some work." Kiyelt patted his mount who rumbled his approval and nudged at his new walking companion amiably.

"Well I'm honored that you informed your father of me."

"Little bit," he smirked back, "Its terribly boring without you around. The janarim poachers haven't been back and Bluestone doesn't make for very talkative company, unless she decides to steal my supper cause she is too lazy to hunt then things get interesting." He smiled at the memory. "Sky just watched like it was a good show to see his mother tease me so."

Kiyelt felt his world recenter, he had been worried about her, and he had missed her more than he thought she should know.

"Initi packs her wooden janarim with her everywhere she goes, its still in pristine condition even after she takes it for rides on Skiyaii, who puts up with it in good humor. She asks after you often." Kiyelt smiled flashing white teeth.

"Oh? Thank you! Is there anything I can bring for it? " He asked, she probably had everything but he would offer all the same just in case there was a missing ingredient. He had been wondering when they would get the chance to do this and he was very excited about it. He wanted to watch her, maybe get some tips on Oban cooking, he had adapted..sort of mostly he used Zenan spice on things.

"Well I have a modest selection with some Zenan spices and one from Tale that I really like and a few of the Oban ones, some rice, tea, dried meats buried for rations when hiking and things but usually I get fresh stuff and cook it directly, its easier to keep out of maws that way." He grinned, Norcrest is a practiced meat theif, whereas Iniu stares at you until you feed her. But I've seen Skyaii put away a good deal of xaraan carcass so I really worry about him digging up the dried meat although he is rather well behaved overall."

"Your welcome to whatever I have though," he was so happy she was here. It felt like it glowed through his skin. "I'm very happy your back, you know."

"Oh ah yes of course, we can pick it up," Kiyelt looked at the grumpy saddlebag with wide eyes, it must be an angry living thing to be moving in a saddle bag. He nudged Skiyaii up to a lope which would be easier then a trot on whatever the critter in the saddle bag was. For all he knew that was part of supper. There were a few imported living delicacies but just in case it was something else he decided to hold his tongue least he embarrass himself. It could be a pet after all.

The lope was rejuvenating and refreshed his spirit, not that Ichil wasn't rejuvenating, quite the opposite in fact she was at times too stimuating, and he really couldn't get the goofy grin of his face as they raced across the desert. He slowed as they approached Leatherback and Bluestones territory. He would clean up a bit not that it was terrible but having so many familairs made for constant tidying.