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This place wasn't at all like the mountain. It smelled different, it looked different, it felt different — she wondered if there would be children here to play with or, maybe Rannoch and the others would be following after them? So far it seemed like her mama was content in this new place, but Ibis did not like change so much. Moving dens had been hard on her but this was like leaving her home planet and touching down on a strange new world that was lightyears away from where she was supposed to be.

It wasn't like this place wasn't beautiful in its own way. It was lovely, and the people welcomed the little family quickly enough, but Ibis wasn't doing well with the adjustment. She stuck close with @Okeanos or found comfort in one of the other familiar children that had travelled with them. Today she was sulking in much the same manner as young Eleuthera. The little one didn't think about singing any songs, and had barely said a word since their arrival, but upon spotting Leu off on her own she wandered over and carefully plopped down beside her.

They shared a silence for a few minutes, which was record-breaking considering how much of a chatterbox Ibis typically was; even in her "sad mode" she wasn't comfortable with stillness. Eventually she murmured, I miss my dah, as a form of greeting or maybe, to offer a point of commiseration.