03-29-2010, 07:32 AM
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Haha! Now I look like a dork, smiling at the computer screen at work |: Short opst, sorreh<3 Word Count: - At first he looked shocked, but as Dawali stood there grinning, in his little pose of victory, his friend remembered that that was what he was: his friend. Status and rank did not matter now, and the Kalona laughed heartily as Nayati admitted defeat. Oh, the faces he had missed. This moment, th ehunter represented everything he missed about the Great Tribe, about his family and other friends. About the rest of the Utina's, who he had also known before he left. The tribe had been large, so large that one could not know everyone, but Dawali had known enough. He had known many, and he missed them all. Still, now he merely remembered, and for a flash of a moment he felt nostalgic, before his thoughts resurfaced to the real world. Still, he was grinning broadly, and slowly he handed the broom back to his friend. "Yeah, you're easy," he stated with a chuckle. "So what's the status, anyway? Getting settled in yet?" It hadn't been that long since he first arrived. There were a small number of members in the tribe that Dawali would check up on frequently; Nayati and his daughter were some of them. Perhaps it was their ties to a common past that made them more interesting, or perhaps it was because it was more soothing than chore. Time spent with his closest ones did not feel like an obligation, but a resource. |