<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/e74b6b77-008b-49a2-8c78-ce6bab7f6126_zps50f84067.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Dluuni & Dat'aek'i (NPCs) & Ne'iine<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kayax Outskirts just shy outside the village<br/><strong>When: </strong>W/e time it is<br/><hr/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>But Mommy said that you don’t heal right cos—</strong><br/><br/>Ne’iine...she was the half-breed the villagers tended to talk about. The words spoken about her weren’t all pleasant. Some of them talked about how she scouted better than full-blood Tikaan, and others spoke only disgust. How she didn’t belong. How she was an abomination and mistake. If she didn’t belong, then Nae didn’t either if they wanted to adopt that philosophy. Even the pups were being raised under such slander. Nae stopped.<br/><br/><strong>I heard you all trying to sneak up on him. Can I guess that it didn’t go so well?</strong><br/><br/>“I was this (pinching the space between his thumb and index finger) close. He said my heart is loud.” Dluuni bowed his head in frustration. “I don’t know how to make it beat quietly.”<br/><br/>“If I didn’t scream, I would have had him,” Dat’aek’i bragged.<br/><br/>“Nu uh, he would have heard you too,” Dluuni growled.<br/><br/>“I’m not big-footed like you Dluuni. My feet are small and beautiful.” Dat’aek’i raised her chin regally.<br/><br/>“They stink because you never wash them!”<br/><br/>“You stink Dluuni!”<br/><br/>The pups growled and yipped at each other while poor Ne’iine was caught in the crossfire. The sudden tearing of fabric hushed the two as they looked over at Nae and watched as he split his tunic. The shirt had been old and he’d had it forever, having never worn anything else. The Tikaan was one to make use of something until it wore completely out. His shirt had seen better days. After tearing a strip free that left a gap in the middle of his stomach and chest, he held it out to his side.<br/><br/>“Here,” Nae offered softly.<br/><br/>Dat’aek’i  raced over and took the strip from the artisan before she returned to Ne’iine. “Can I do it Ne’inne? Pleeaase~!”<br/><br/>“You don’t know how to do it,” Dlunni grumbled.<br/><br/>“Do to. Momma taught me.”</span>