Yonene walked through the forest, admiring the nature that was presented around him. He didn’t really care about where he was going, he just moved forward with a quiet pace, relaxing in the engulfing tranquility.
Jirara ran through the woods, obviously a female. She hid behind a tree and stayed there, not wanting to move.
Yonene stopped when he heard the sound of rustling branches and leaves, and looked around while getting his magic ready for whatever was lurking near. He raised an eyebrow when he couldn’t hear those sounds anymore, but he did felt there was something, “Who is there?”
Jirara jumped and fell over when he…she heard someone else. Jirara froze and waited to see what would happen. It sounded like Yonene, but Jirara didn’t care. He…she didn’t want anyone to see him…her like this.
Yonene was startled by the sudden noise, and headed to where it came from. What he found surprised him: It was Jirara, and he knew it was him, but it didn’t look EXACTLY like Jirara. He looked girly. Very girly. But Jirara wasn’t a girl…. and why was he a tadpole? … or was he really he? “What …” Yonene muttered, staring at Jirara with a wtf expression written all over his face.
