Private Visiting home

[Zaytee]

With her tail thumping a quick rythm against the metal floor of the ship, the Kiir's excitement would have been clear to anybody around even without her face glued to the glass window in front of her so close that her nose got squished back.

She was going home. She was REALLY going home.

Zaytee moved around in her place, not able to sit for too long without any movements while she let out a few quiet chirping and clicking noises, eyes impossibly wide like it could make their ship fly closer to Okarthel faster from it. She was already seeing the small green dot that her companion confirmed as her home planet for some time, and with every passing minutes as it grew bigger and bigger, her eagerness grew too, not able to stop herself from the slight trembling that ran down her body from time to time.

She was too excited to see the swamps again. She missed the trees that stood with their roots deep in the muddy waters, but reached so high in the sky, the familiar, earthly scents of the ground that even tasted different in different areas, and of course, the neverending giggles and small squeals from the younglings of her trine as they crawled all over her, ready to come with her to their little adventures and to learn the Kiir way of living with small tasks like weaving and hunting small critters in the bushes around the tribe's dwellings while the older ones did more serious tasks.

"We are almost there... almost there..." The girl muttered like a broken recording, her tail suddenly lifting up and whipping around, slamming against the console of the ship next to her.

Viari Banu

 

[Viari Banu]

Visiting Home​

It wasn't every day Viari got to visit a new world, since leaving Rishi he had visited maybe five or six planets, none of them the same, all of them filled with excitement, adventure, and opportunity to meet new people, experience new cultures, but few nearly as important as this green marble. This was Zaytee's solitary marble, her homeworld. Silently, the Rishi pondered what it was like, did they have a guardian deity like his own people, or were they more entertained by the stories of spirits and heroes of old. What did they look like, what did they eat, and would they try and eat him?​

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Viari shuddered at the thought, barely catching Zaytee's tail before it hit something important. He was almost tempted to anchor it with his own tail, but decided it wasn't entirely appropriate and might make the excitable lizard chomp him in response, "Almost there..." He trilled back in her own voice, not as an insult but merely a playful gesture that should keep her wholly satisified until they had claw and talon on the ground.​

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"You are excited." He remarked, turning his head. "What can you tell me about this world, any festivals or celebrations?" He asked, hoping to divert her energy into conversation about the topic of their journey. He was genuinely interested, from the moment they gave brief explanations of their respective worlds, and their cultures.​

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Zaytee​

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[Zaytee]

With her head turning toward the giant bird with a snappingly quick movement, Zaytee's eyes lit up at his playful repeat, her tail sweeping low on the ground at his next question. She nodded, jumping in her seat to turn her whole body toward Viari, then stopped for a few second, thinking quietly.

"Well, the trading festivals only happen every year or so. That's when the tribes of our area join together to exchange goods, rare treasures, trinkets... sometimes even tribe members, to bring in the new blood." She waved quickly, trying to clear her thoughts. "Of course, that's voluntary between the participients, but it helps the younger, unmated Kiirs to find their partner in another place. I've only been on only one or two of these festivals in a couple of years ago, but it's quite funny when the younglings try to show their strength by headbutting each other repeatedly." She giggled at the memory, rubbing her palm over the top of her head. "It's really only for the thick-skulled ones... I think I got a concussion the last time I tried."

Looking out the window, she uncomfortably squirmed around in her seat, her eyes hiding a slight sadness in them as she glanced away, staring at the dark emptiness around the ship.

"After that, I rather stayed away. Taking care of the little ones who were too young to enjoy the celebrations, looking after the eggs to make sure they didn't get too cold, helping the elders... I hope someone took over my duties after what happened."

Zaytee quickly shook her head, trying to get rid of these thoughts before continuing with a wide smile on her face.

"But after we visited my tribe, we can go to the World Tree too! Most of the offworld visitors go there to meditate under the tree's shade, and they say that our ancestors and the spirits nest inside its roots. So many Force users go there to wonder about the meaning of life... It may help you a little bit to connect too."

Viari Banu