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The female appeared fearful, and for a moment Ulilohi wondered if it was she who Gemma was scared of. But it seemed unlikely, even if there had been the unseemly event with the sheep in the late previous year. Whatever it was, it seemed to slowly slide off the female as she went to fetch her dancing items, and the councilwoman waited in anticipation. It had been a long while since she had seen the dance, and this was one of the aspects she missed the most, perhaps. When Gemma returned, she proved that she had not been asleep in class, and mumbled the customary phrases as she lit her staff and started her dance. Ulilohi would have asked if anyone wanted to assist her with the drum, but the light female started before she could, and the Anasgayv would not interrupt her. She watched as the female moved her fire-staff, simply. There was little extravagance in her movements, but the Great Fire did not require it, either. It required only dedication, not level of skill. There had been Masters who had not mastered the elaborate spins and jumps that one could do, and the tribe had never demanded it either. Respect lined the movements of her staff, and the lines they cut in the air as it moved. At the end of her dance, she dipped her head to Ulilohi, and the councilwoman made a point of dipping her back, deeper than she usually did. It was not only in appreciation of the dance and how it was a fragment of her home, but also in respect for all that the dance symbolized. The Great Fire was the center of their living for a reason, and Ulilohi would always honor it. "Wado, Gemma." She spoke the words in a warm, deep voice, with a sincere smile on her face.
With the dance finished, Ulilohi still intended to linger for some hours more, and she helped herself to some of the foodstuffs available, primarily the fish. Seeking to learn who her tribesmembers were and to allow them to learn who she was, she moved from each of the groups that soon started forming as they interacted, and on to the next, mingling.
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