<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4082356#msg4082356">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 03-01-2011, 16:41:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The hissing, however, is prone to escalate into a catfight. The two women (!) probably aren't relatives, or they just hate each other despite it. Given that "different like the day and the night" fully applies here, it's not unlikely.<br/>"Following you? I wouldn't touch you with my favourite lash, big clumsy doll!", the darker one spits in disgust. "Let the man free, he needs a dance with a real woman!"<br/>The taller girl in bright clothing almost releases him upon hearing the order, but then her grip tightens and she squints.<br/>"Still telling other people what they need, huh, disgrace of our clan? Let him choose himself! It's time we stop making fools out of ourselves..."<br/>"A bigger fool than you already are, you mean", the dark-haired one corrects her unceremoniously.<br/>The other Sarista couples are circling around the trio, avoiding collision. The dance is in its slow phase now, so that's not so hard. The tempo will pick soon, though, if that's the popular melody everyone knows.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The quarrel between the females was fairly amusing to Kalaj, but their bickering was becoming bothersome. "Ladies, don't fight on such an joyous celebration! Let's put our differences aside, shall we?" Kalaj spoke eloquently, or at least he tried to, trying to convince a truce between both of them, at least for the time being. "Besides, I'm afraid I'm not quite familiar with this dance. I think that having two beautiful teachers would really help me to get the hang of it." Kalaj tried to give his best smile, careful to not grin and show his teeth to the sarista. The jaka had been observing the sarista dancing close to them and he was, somewhat, confident that he could at least mimic the basics.<br/><br/>Also he wasn't too fond of the idea of spending the evening, or sleeping, alone so the company of either or both the sarista would be appreciated. He had, over the years, grown used to sleeping and staying alone while observing everyhing that occurred around him, but he didn't really fancied it. Still he knew he couldn't stray too far away of the camp and the muse, even if Yume was on guard. The nighthawk was cunning and trained enough to fend and intruder and give the alarm without getting tricked, but it was best if he was within earshot of her call.