Jaha-mnamo-Ukosa had been wandering for hours, following her nose. In her mouth she carried the white star flower given to her by the strange white male the night before, which thanks to the swamp’s harsh humidity had already begun to wilt, so that the petals now drooped. Although she was tired and soaked up to her knees, she held her head high, eyes full of purpose. Fatigue was no excuse for looking undignified.
The male’s scent was growing stronger. She would be there soon.
She had come upon his tree but there was no Unus no it seemed as though he had gone quite early. He had left to fing more things for the tan female he had gathered differet things he had found a grass necklace with a shell as the centerpiece, along with a hairpin that was shaped much like the flower he had given her. He knew she would probably hate both things but brout them any ways he then began to seek her out but on his way he caught a small antelope one he could easily carry in his mouth yet it was still big enough for a male for one. He then walked finally catching her sent he began to run a little as his eyes widened seeing her out infront of his tree. He slowed down to small walk confused to see her there. He would have called out to her but his mouth was full of a treat for her.