<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp12/aysande/Elliqyi/jehane_zpsca7096b4.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Naliya &amp; Mira<br/> <strong>Where: </strong> Sweat Lodge<br/><strong>When:</strong> Afternoon<br/><hr/>Was this what it was about? Ayshia wondered, and her eyes went from Mira who had just arrived to Naliya. Was Valko interested in her? Sure, he had commented on finding her beautiful but that was just to get back at her for saying he had beautiful eyes. Wasn’t it? Ayshia felt increasingly uneasy, having been unable to see this coming at all. “I didn’t notice anything different. I think he’s barely said three sentences to me that were not of the ‘more tea please’ kind for the past year.” Aysha said, puzzled. <br/><br/>Could it be because, like Naliya, he was shy? Ayshia knew that she wasn’t exactly the most shy person of the camp and that her manners could come across as intimidating sometimes but Valko knew that… If she had not noticed his shyness before, she couldn’t accuse him of feeling shy around her for something like this, now. Could she? It didn’t matter, Ayshia decided. She’d be more careful around him if it was true that he was seeing in her a potential mate. Careful not to hurt his feelings, of not being so outspoken so he could feel comfortable talking with her. He’d get used to her way to talk, her way to think and sometimes in this exact order too…<br/><br/>The question remained. Could <em>she</em> see in him a potential mate? It definitely had crossed her mind – or rather almost did but she snuffed the thought right away – that they could share the pleasures. She certainly wouldn’t have thought this if it had been Kerr or Lars under her in that hole. Thinking of kissing Valko felt odd, but not entirely unpleasant. “It all depends on him, I guess. If he really wants anything to do with me, he should let me know.” Ayshia said softly, so that no one near other than her friends could overhear. She didn’t want her words to be reaching Valko the wrong way and she trusted her two friends would not do it. <br/><br/>And then came the Lars question. Ayshia was quite sure it would surface as the unease grew between them. Ayshia hung her head, resting her forehead onto her hands. “I met Lars last year. At the summer camp… he was chosen for me.” Ayshia said and she scratched the side of her neck. Hair sticking on her skin that was finally getting sweaty made it itchy. “There was a Mamutoi camp closer than ours from the Fox’ and yet he came here. I don’t know why he left, but I was afraid he was here for me, and I had… other more personal concerns regarding what we’ve done together…”<br/></div>