Nilika eyes sparked with the light of understanding. It all made sense to the Konti. No wonder she’s greyish, she a raven Kelvic. She felt so stupid for not being able to figure it. She almost hung her head in defeat. The comment about her parents being nomads brought a smile to her face. It made her think of her grandma. N’Fisa used to go everywhere in Mizahar with her sister, but decided to stay home with Nilika. A whimsical smile still played upon her lips as she heard Kizora ask about her. "Oh I’m from Mura. It’s in the middle of the ocean of a sort. Is there anywhere that you might like to do,” Nilika hoping to speed more time with the woman.
There was something about her that fascinated the young Konti, but whatever it was it was entertain to see how it would turn out. “Ooo maybe you should visit the Theater,” Nilika said with excitement, “though I haven’t been able as of yet, but from what I have heard it funny."
There was something about her that fascinated the young Konti, but whatever it was it was entertain to see how it would turn out. “Ooo maybe you should visit the Theater,” Nilika said with excitement, “though I haven’t been able as of yet, but from what I have heard it funny."
