Cricket Creek Bog funkytown

"i feel that," jhala breathed, thinking unpleasantly back on the grotto and the plague that was kesheph and her religion. several weeks travel was a bit further than the grotto though, and she began to wave her tail in general thought. "what happened?" she asked, hoping not to invade but unable to help her curiosity. she wondered if there was a war, or an illness, or-- ooo-- a love affair gone wrong? the possibilities were endless. she eventually settled (not very gracefully), and as her butt plopped onto the ground she eyed coq to hear his answer-- not that he would even bother to give her a full answer.