Painted Moose
Ziya adored festivals. It was the best time of the season for the boy to get whatever types of treats he wanted and he made certain to enjoy every moment of that. Today was just as important since it was summer and everyone seemed to be taking a break to enjoy the plentiful bounties of the warmer season in Zena. Such things meant less work and more play which Ziya adored doing at these festivals. Even if it meant he had to watch over his younger sibling, he supposed. Ziya swung his feet back and forth as he sat on a log and waited for his sister to join him. "Come on or we'll miss everything!" He moaned almost teasingly as he swooned backwards with impatience.
