@Draconian She wasn't quite sure why she was here. Ainu was a bit off a trek from her home village, and she'd really only meant to be gone for a day or two gathering herbs and other shamanic supplies in the jungles.
Still, somehow Nani found herself wandering through the small port village, glancing around with smiles and nods for the people she saw. A few of the faces were familiar, but not enough for her to place names right away.
She seemed to have just been
drawn here, somehow. And Nani was used to enough strange goings on that she didn't really question it, just followed the strange urge into Ainu, then down the beach to the docks.
Her eyes widened and she gave a low whistle. These foreigners really built some amazing things- these massive boats were nothing like the canoes her people used! A small smile twitched at her lips and she ruffled her wings delicately as she approached one vessel in particular, bare toes wiggling in the sand.
Here. Something was here, and it was- it was
calling her. The dreamwalker suddenly paused, head snapping from side to side like a hound searching for a scent. She
knew this feeling, she knew it. It was so familiar...like a half remembered dream...