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Whiron foregoes the formality but still thanks the woman. He hustles to walk beside Jalakaag. “Let’s go catch some crabs. It sounds more...

Jalakaag touches his right hand to his forehead, as is the formal greeting, then takes the satchel and gestures for Whiron, giving one...

The clerk was a young Ansylin woman, not too many cycles older than the two boys. Being under the pavilion, she had doffed her hooded...

Instinctively causing his image to blend with the natural shadows, Whisper follows his friend, irritated by the laughing. He prepares to...

Wild Jaguar will immediately run toward this sound with his blowgun ready, as fast, as caring for his safety allows him, certain that...

Whiron touched his own chest and mouthed the question, “Me?” toward the woman. Like the movements from his friend, it was pointless, a...

Jalakaag looked around like it was necessary to make sure that the gesture was for him but was fully prepared to comply despite his...

Normally following with one adult or another in their lives since they had been physically capable, Jalakaag and Whiron had never really...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. No words, special movement, or materials are required. It is simply by will alone that the two...

Seeing that heat was quite effective on spiders, Wild Jaguar will now use it on his serpent. [4, 9]

Whiron was a little bit shorter than most and wiry thin. The lack of appropriate nutrition probably had to do more with his physique...

Not needing to use his hands, Whisper attempts to shake the snake loose while causing it to receive an electrical charge. He does not...

Whiron adjusted his hat and whistled at his friend. The two were the same age, as far as they knew, and spent much of the day around one...

Jalakaag stood in the mud and lifted a hand to his eyes, to squint at the rising Daylight. He scratched his head and donned his hat that...