Newt rolled his eyes. "If that was your intention, then no wonder you get along with Nicote." (They both like casuing discomfort...in different ways)

Nicote created an illusion of himself (though badly done) and slipped behind Newt. He flicked something thatstarted to buzz and hid himself back in the tree.

Saria giggled, and walked away, the illusion disintegrating, hir tail covering everything. She padded to a clearing, unbound hir breasts, and removed hir loincloth, before laying down in the sun, out of view of the camp.

Nicote gagged and climbed down. "I'll be back.." he said weakly. He staggered in the other direction and, finding a bush, got sick. From the camp everyone could, unfotunately, hear.Newt shook his head and went back to reading.

Taeri
"What's his problem?" Taeri asked.

"He's pretty conservative...our whole tribe was. My sis got in trouble fo wearing spagehtti straps and a low neckline, for exammple."

Taeri
"Does he find the female fore repulsive?" Taeri asked.

"Nope, but just seeing so much skin is nervewrecking for him. I mean, there's a reason we doon't really uncover our limbs..." *gesters to long sleeves, collars, and pants* "even in hot weather."

Taeri
Taeri filed that away for future reference, and said, "Then, this journey will be good for him. He'll be more tolerant of other's traditions.."

"Yeah, maybe. But he's still not gona stick around if someone gets open." Newt shruged. He seemed to be *more* fine with this then his brother.

Taeri
"Saria's going to be merciless about that," Taeri said.