"Human?  Never heard of that..." it replied, the voice becoming a bit more muffled as it seemed to back off, as if it were putting some distance between Valla and itself.  But it didn't reply to her question, not at first.  For a moment, it seemed as if it had disappeared as mysteriously as it had appeared, but then something immediately came into focus.<br/><br/>It looked remarkably like a tiny human, only with dragon-fly wings.  They flurried about to hold the small feminine form aloft, perhaps two feet in height.  Her skin was a strange mixture of colors - purple and green and pinks that seemed to move and flow as she moved about.  In her hand she held a small bow with its arrows on a quiver at her side, but the way she held it, she was obviously no hostile creature.  "My name is Drael.  And no, this is not my island.  We just live here, waiting."  She began to hove a few feet closer, but then suddenly disappeared again, "Why are you here?"