<strong>Name:</strong>Dyami (http://www.thefancarpet.com/uploaded_assets/images/actor/3520/Jason_Momoa_57311_Medium.jpg)<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Village, Kris's tree house<br/><strong>Time:</strong>morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mae, Kris<hr/><br/>Dyami woke up early with the sun just beginning to turn the dark night into dawn's first light.  And he looked over towards where his sister should have been and sighed.  She wasn't there.  He should be use to that by now but it still surprised him when she left without telling him.  He knew it was getting close to the time of year when marriages were proposed and the different tribes sent representatives to vie for betrothals to try and strengthen the alliances between the tribes.  Thankfully he was a Guardian and as such didn't have to worry about many offers from outside tribes for his hand because he had sworn himself to his tribe already.  But Mae wasn't so lucky, and being their version of royalty, she had a number of offers.<br/><br/>Dyami rose from his bed stretching and running through a few morning exercises to help wake him up and limber his sleepy body.  Grabbing his knives, and a food pack from the camps store room, he headed off in the direction of Kris's house figuring he would make it by about the time they'd gotten breakfast underway.   As he ran he thought, mostly about Mae and Kris.  He felt a strange attraction to Kris and thought of her much as he did Mae, the over protective older brother.  But it was more then that.  He felt something else for her, an emotion he couldnt describe nor really put his finger on. He shunted it from his mind and focused on running as he increased the pace bringing him to the base of the tree house.  He called up, "Kris. Mae. either of you home?"<br/>