<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/>Fetu walked alongside Moana, perhaps sharing her confidence along with her concern.    Thoughts of the tribe would crop up later, when their own safety and welfare were no longer concerns in his mind.   He walked next to her, stride an equal length and showing both a strength and sureness that perhaps he didn't quite feel.    He gave her hand a squeeze when he felt the tension in her grip, giving her a faint smile of reassurance that he was still with her.   He would not leave her by choice, and if they ended up staying in this strange place; then they would have to be together.    He simply would refuse to accept any other outcome.<br/><br/>He paused at the entrance, both awed and perhaps a bit overwhelmed by the sheer grandeur of it all.   His grip on her hand tightened reflexively when she pushed him forward, somehow not surprised by the mischievousness of the action.   He found the floor to be both cool and quite firm when his foot landed up on it.    His second step was to turn himself around, just as playfully pulling her forward, so that she ended up in his embrace.   He didn't resist the opportunity not only for a bit of payback but the chance to hold her close.    He'd found her not only perfect for snuggling but quite adept at coming up with new ways to surprise him.