and oh noes! Nayati's manly honor is tarnished! D: (also, sorry for superfast reply >.>
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While he had been a bachelor ever since he had reached adulthood, this was the first time that he was really on his own as far as living situations went. In the original tribe, he had always lived close if not with his parents and younger siblings. As the eldest son, it had been his obligation to help provide for the family and to make sure everything was taken care of. When he had chosen to pursue the path of a hunter, he had become the main provider of food for the Utinas, making sure that all his kin had plenty to eat and still have some to contribute to the rest of the tribe as well. To not actually be living with family felt odd to him and a sudden wave of loneliness crashed over him. Of course Asha and Dawali were only a short walk away, but it wasn't quite the same. He had liked having many bodies under one roof, and now that that luxury was gone he missed more than he would have thought.
Nayati's thoughts weren't able to stay on his living situation for long though, as he heard the voice of the chief behind him and he instantly tensed. Dawali wasn't supposed to see him doing this! What must it look like, for his strong Tsisdu Kanati to be doing what was often considered woman's work? Slowly turning to face his old friend his pale blue eyes darted from Dawali's face to the ground and back again, hands fidgeting on his broom. "I...uh..." What was he supposed to say? He usually didn't feel so self conscious in front of the Amara man, but being caught unexpectedly doing cleaning chores was not the usual circumstance which they met under. Besides, Dawali was the Kalona now! It was all the more pressure for Nayati to prove himself as a worthy man of the tribe.