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Emilein

Illness and disease are always a daily part of life in the tribe, most of the minor illness and small bruses, the days were mostly the same but nothing short of boring for the witch hat wearing ghost. She levatated over the ground slightly, sitting crosslegged as she craddled a bunearry child as it cooed and giggled and she pet it. "Your headheat has gone down little one, You should be fine in the next few hours for 'ure." she said as her chest gems glowed slightly. The mother, a lopunny gijinka smiled in joy. "Keep her out of the sun for the time being. Other than that she should be fine." The lopunny nodded as the ghost handed over the child, now nearly napping her her arms, and watched her walk out with a smile.

However, she could feel something in the distance. Something different than normal. It sent a rare shiver down her form as she wandered outside of her hut and into the sunlight. If anything, Kuroyami probably noticed it anyway. She needed to find Culpanas. maybe he knew something about it.

Culpanas

It wasn't often that Culpanas wandered outside the tribe walls, most times he would wander about the graves of the decesed or resting in some shady area. Not on the beach digging though the sand with some of the children. Green dots floated around his hair, amusing some of the children as they picked through his hair to catch them. "Now now, I can see you with those." He said, prompting a laugh from them.

A rare moment for him to smile and laugh, but this was to hide a growing uneasiness. Ever since the sage announced the comming beings, he had a worse time resting. The thought of those coming and not knowing the reason for it unnerved him. Playing with children was better then diving into insanity at the moment, hopefully the feeling that was present would leave soon.