<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Kashana.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Temple Ruins<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Chantilly<br/><hr/><br/>"Tilly!" Wired arms, still vibrating from her descent through the tree, scooped Chantilly into a sisters-only level hug. That Tilly was busy looking cool with her arms and Kashana did most of the squeezing was fine. "Now we can bunk together, isn't this the best? Yes, I tore my top." When she was reminded of it, she adjusted the wrap, clearly not accustomed to the support of a stone age demi cup. These double handfuls were much too new and pink and tender to be comfortably restrained by the muzzle of soft cotton. Her shoulder squirmed. "Kash must be looking for you," she said, completely unhelpful in distinguishing which was which. "Why don't you make a big explosion? She'll see that."<br/><br/>What around here was flammable? Of course- the tree. Kashana egged on the biggest magical mushroom cloud Tilly could muster with a cheer. "The biggest fire you've ever done! Right here, right now! There's no Elder Nowe going to tell you no this time. No more elders! No more monks!" The broken stone of a once mighty bastion of civilization, whose people were proud and political and philosophical made a fine balcony seat for Kashana's teenaged butt to sit and observe the fireworks. This was a good spot to provide catcall whistles and applause. "Go for it, Tilly!"<br/><br/>There was no flaw in lighting up a monstrous flare for everything in the area to see. In between the structure of the mountain temple and the structure of the school, there was sweet freedom. This was their time. "So I don't really care anything about winning. When Kash gets here we can make out if you want."