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Naellia originated from a distant planet that had no such diversity nor beauty such as Pangea. She enjoyed just wandering about the forests and mountains of the land as she traveled with the Arabizeans. Of course, Naellia wasn't her birth name. It was given to her upon meeting the Arabizeans. Her birth name was long since forgotten along with the customs of her old life.
She was quick to assimilate for survival and soon became an honorary Arabizean, in all ways but physical. Her fair complexion made her stick out like a sore thumb against the patterned and tailed creatures of the Arabizea tribe. Though, the Arabizeans were fierce to anyone who chose to act on this difference. Many of the children of the tribe tried to replicate their fur patterns by painting on her with a mixture their parents made from uneaten berries.
Now, the Arabizeans
and Naellia make their way through a dense forest. Naellia hangs to the back of the group, entertaining the children as they walk along. The vegetation grew thick at the base of stories high trees and flowers grew to the height of humans. The children squeal and laugh and run circles around Naellila and a mother who also stays back to keep an eye on them. The vegetation thins to reveal a glistening river. The steady trickle that accompanies running water, soothing everyone into a sense of security. The adults stop to sip the clear water and the children run rampant in the shallow areas.
Naellia's hair flows with the current of the river as she bows her head for a drink. She then proceeds to wash herself off as the common dress of the Arabizeans left most skin unprotected. She stays kneeling at the edge of the water, listening to the sounds of the forest among the laughter of the children. She has seen many incredible sights by traveling with the Arabizeans. Though, despite the many creatures she has seen, she has yet to meet another intelligent person or group of people.
She doubts that even if she does, she wouldn't be able to communicate with them. When she first met the Arabizeans, it took her months before she could even form a simple vocabulary using their language. She was an adult by human standards, but, to the Arabizeans, she was a child. The leader of the tribe calls to her as the parents start to round up the children to head off again. "Can't we stay for a while?" She says slowly to him, thinking each word over and selecting them carefully as she keeps her gaze steady on the sparkling water. "Please?"
She was quick to assimilate for survival and soon became an honorary Arabizean, in all ways but physical. Her fair complexion made her stick out like a sore thumb against the patterned and tailed creatures of the Arabizea tribe. Though, the Arabizeans were fierce to anyone who chose to act on this difference. Many of the children of the tribe tried to replicate their fur patterns by painting on her with a mixture their parents made from uneaten berries.
Now, the Arabizeans
Naellia's hair flows with the current of the river as she bows her head for a drink. She then proceeds to wash herself off as the common dress of the Arabizeans left most skin unprotected. She stays kneeling at the edge of the water, listening to the sounds of the forest among the laughter of the children. She has seen many incredible sights by traveling with the Arabizeans. Though, despite the many creatures she has seen, she has yet to meet another intelligent person or group of people.
She doubts that even if she does, she wouldn't be able to communicate with them. When she first met the Arabizeans, it took her months before she could even form a simple vocabulary using their language. She was an adult by human standards, but, to the Arabizeans, she was a child. The leader of the tribe calls to her as the parents start to round up the children to head off again. "Can't we stay for a while?" She says slowly to him, thinking each word over and selecting them carefully as she keeps her gaze steady on the sparkling water. "Please?"
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