<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg?t=1347754194)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mae<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest near the beach<br/><strong>With: </strong>Dyami<br/><hr/><br/>Mae had woken up at dusk and donned her bow and arrow, ready to hunt. Lately her parents had been asking her every morning at breakfast about a few of the suitors in the tribe that were asking for her hand, and she just didn't want to deal with it today.<br/><br/>So, she took her weapons and took off to the thick, lust forest that took up most of the island. It was fairly quiet this morning, and she was thankful of that. She hunted for hours, her lithe, athletic body easily taking on the dense trees and chaotic underbrush. It was nice to be one with the forest, not having to worry about tribe matters or Dyami following her around, because he wasn't the stealthiest of hunters.<br/><br/>By the time Mae made it back home, it was dark but the tribe was still busy with people. She gave her haul, a medium sized boar and a few small creatures, to one of the older men who butchered and prepared the meat for cooking. The man gave a respectful bow and she bowed her head back, giving him a smile. As she was walking away one of the smaller children in the tribe came up to her, patting her leg. She leaned down and ruffled the hair of the kid, who gave her a huge grin in response.<br/><br/>"What is it, Tao?," she asked, not expecting a serious answer. Tao pointed beyond the camp to the whirlpools, talking excitedly, "Dyami came and said a ship crashed on the whirlpools!"<br/><br/>Mae put a hand to her mouth and let out a small gasp, looking over to the butcher nearby. "Is this true?," she asked nervously, and took off running when he nodded. If there was indeed a ship that had crashed on the whirlpools, she knew right where Dyami would be.<br/><br/>When she finally made it there, she made a distinct bird whistle, something that she and her brother had created a long time ago to signal each other. Stopping beside Dyami, she looked out to where his gaze was settled on. There were survivors, more than she had expected, and she wondered if they would last here. "Brother, what do you make of them? Do you think they'll make it?"