what's the history of the world? -- q&a

[Tena M.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px;"]Tena Moonspinner —
"Oh!" The Demdji laughed softly, cheeks burning beneath her fur. "That's why I thought you're familiar," she shuffled her paws, regarding Killua brightly.  "Snowbound." For Tena had resided there her first few moons in the area.

"I'm sorry, I must not have been thinking when I first saw you." Rather focused on answering anyway, she mused, tail flicking.  "I remember you from my time there... No I... I haven't heard anything from them but I wouldn't say they're gone. They might've simply moved elsewhere." Tena was not, however, one to waste optimistic thoughts too often.  She bit back a heavy sigh; it was, she supposed, good she hadn't gotten too attached though she did miss the tundra dwellers she had found a home with.

Towards Straw, she threw a light grin.  "Rain and sunshine." Rain in itself still awed her sometimes, but the fact it could rain when it was still sunny out... Tena had yet to see the event with her own eyes but she very much wanted to.  "I'll never be sick of rain," she added, whiskers twitching.

For she'd lived the first moons of her life without a single drop from the skies.  Never again.

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