<div class="floatright">(http://www.creemmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/polynesian-tattoo-designs0341.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Fetu (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294946.msg14457706#msg14457706)<br/><strong>Time/ Day</strong>Day One<br/><strong>Location</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Moana, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"I don't know what a classmate is, and I think you're maybe a bit overdressed." Fetu whispered to Moana.   While the embrace reminded him of how the evening had been going, their unexpected relocation had done a pretty good job of killing the mood.  "Don't let go of me,  There's no telling what might happen if we get separated."<br/><br/>Fetu's worries were perhaps unjustified but were very real nonethless.   It hadn't been until Moana had gone off to return the Heart that he'd had to face his feelings, and he'd been nearly as worried about her during her absence as her parent had been.<br/><br/>Fetu would admit that he loved Moana, so much so that it actually hurt sometimes.   It had been decided shortly after Moana returned from her adventure that Fetu would one day marry her and become Chief.   And that day was quickly approaching, in fact it was almost upon them, and he knew that he'd always be looking to her for advice with leading the tribe.   And would probably continue relying on her long after their own children had taken charge.<br/><br/>The two of them had started living together shortly after that; for some years ago now.   He'd found that being with her felt as natural as breathing, and wasn't sure how he'd react if she wasn't there next to him every morning.  It sometimes felt overwhelming, trying to learn in a few year everything that she'd learned over the course of her entire life.   But as long as he was with her, he always felt that things would work out.   Somehow.