Bloom 799 Fohgeri Tribe Territory 

"Lu! Lu! Come on, Hika said the food is ready!" Large naturally forming boulders that marked the beginning of the Kikoba desert and the end of the Boepeen jungle, made for easy hiding places. " Lu!" Akhkaba's search for his little brother proved to be more of a headache than it should have been. "Ok." He said to himself, but loud enough for anybody that could be listening. "He must have gone back already. I guess I'll just have to go home and leave this big scary place empty before it gets dark." He smiled to himself and began to make his way back to camp. He turned to find a cloaked figure staring at him from atop one of the boulders. Startled, he stumbled back. "Wh-who are you? The figure didn't answer, it just pointed towards the ground by Akhkaba's foot. He looked down to find a small tattered book. Akhkaba looked back up at the figure, but it was already gone. He bent down to pick up the book as his brother decided to leap out from behind an adjacent boulder. "Aaaarrrrgggghhhh" Lukohé screamed trying to scare his brother. But Akhkaba smacked him on the head with the book. "Ow Kaba! I'm telling Hika you hit me." Akhkaba laughed. "She'll probably hit you next for letting the food get cold. Come on." Akhkaba tucked the book into his pocket. "You were really gonna leave me here alone?" Lukohé asked, looking up at his brother while they walked. Akhkaba put his arm around his little brother's shoulder and pulled him close. "You know I'd come back for you, eventually." Lukohé giggled as the cloaked figure watched the two brothers make their way back home. Akhkaba hurried his brother forward as he glanced over his shoulder at the figure.

      Akhkaba tucked himself in between the exposed roots of an old tree on the outskirts of the camp. Hika was giving her weekly address to the tribe, which proved to be the perfect time for him to slip away unnoticed. He pulled the strange book from his back pocket and examined the cover. The cover was made out of unfamiliar material. It was hard but flexible, almost like tree bark, but from what kind of tree he couldn't tell. An image of a peacock feather was embroidered on the cover. When he ran his fingers across the image a numb prickling sensation washed over his body followed by the feeling of being embraced by something he couldn't see. But he could feel that whatever was holding him was stroking his head affectionately. It whispered to him softly in a language he didn't understand. But instead of fear, Akhkaba felt calm and accepted like his own mother was comforting him. He drifted into this warm feeling as he listened to the unknowable  words spoken to him. The world around him slowly became less vivid. When suddenly a soft wet sensation on his cheek pulled him back. He opened his eyes to find Eunell smiling down at him. "I've been looking for you. You missed my mother's address." She said to him with a concerned yet endearing expression. He looked around confirming his surroundings. "Yeah I... must have fallen asleep." He replied groggily standing up. "What's that?" Eunell inquired, reaching for the book. Akhkaba aggressively snatched it away from her. "Nothing!" he snapped. "It's personal." Startled, she pulled her hand back. "Okay. Relax." Paying her no mind he gripped the book tightly and mumbled to himself. "I have to let them in." Eunell looked at him confused. "What did you say?" Akhkaba spoke up. "To let them out, I have to let them in." He sprinted off towards his tent leaving Eunell confused and concerned. She swatted at the air as she felt something caress her hair. Thinking it was a bug she hurried out of the woods as a guttural, raspy chuckle gurgled in the air where she was standing.

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