Stone Circle The wonderful thing about tiggers

Nikai hadn't really seen many others ever since Keoni died. Right after he had got injured he had spent a lot of time with his relatives but he was able to get by on three legs now. Keoni'd tried to look after his bad leg but it seemed only to get worse. Now that she had passed away he had not paid any attention to it, rife with grief and unable to think of many other things than his dead sister and all the things that they were supposed to do together.

When Steph came into view just as he was sitting by the circle of stones talking to Keoni — or to himself, rather, a thing he was aware of but still it was something he needed — Nikai smiled softly at her. "Hey Steph," he said and he forced himself into a standing position. His left back leg he held close to his stomach and he stretched his back while his muscles complained about getting up. "How's your injuries doing? Thanks for avenging me on that bison." Nikai winked at Steph, knowing that it wasn't anything of the sort that'd caused her to get hurt, but considering they were both not fully well, he figured he may as well make the best of the situation.