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The lands of Storm had been pretty typical. Rocks, trees, caves, more trees...she had only gone to Citta Umana back in the old lands occasionally, and never for long periods of time. Back then she had been younger, and had been very afraid of leaving her father Phoenix behind in the lands. She had been afraid that something might happen to him while she was gone or that something might happen to her while she was out. Phoenix had gotten pretty sick a couple of times...Naniko, Pilot and Dierdre had helped nurse him back to health each time.
"There isn't much life inside a city...prey, I mean. How did you hunt? Or did eat other things? Was there any human food left behind?" Probably not; they hadn't been alive for ages. But she was interested either way. She had said that life there was hard--maybe hunting had been different inside the city.
Sick? Ember had only been really sick a few times, with the flu, and Khaden had always taken care of her. There had been one time that he had even carried her back to Twilight Vale so that Naniko could take a look at her. But that time she hadn't been sick, exactly. Not physically sick, anyway.
"But you're not sick now?" She asked. All of her life she had been able to roam. What would it be like to be stuck in one place?
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