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N'Raha     The Deserts of Thanalan are 'lovely' this time of year for several reasons.

    One, it's the 'wet' season, which means there's rain (sometimes). Two, the little oasis known as Sun's Hollow has enough shade during the day to keep it cool, thanks seasons. And Three, any time of the year is a lovely time of the year to come home to your parents.

    Though as N'Raha and his Partner resolve into reality at the small Aetheryte in the middle of the village, it's clear that this was no ordinary day. Someone tipped off someone who tipped off someone and there's a Welcoming Party, consisting of many many dark haired catladies of various ages, old and young and very young, all cheering and singing and dancing for Raha as he comes back to reality. "HI RAHA!"

    "....oh."
Inga Freyjasdottir Inga is along for the ride, so to speak. She never really had much in the way of family. To have so many people excited to see you and welcome you home is really quite startling.

For all Raha'a embarrassment, she hopes he knows that he is lucky, too. "Looks like word of your arrival got out," she snickers. It's not exactly what she would have wanted either, but she's willing to be a good sport. This time, she is prepared and has actually brought a hostess gift for his mother, and a gift for the family as a whole.

The latter is the reason why Inga is leading a goat on a leash.

She's dressed nicely for the occasion in one of the dresses she'd picked up in Ul'dah, green silk, wrapped artfully around the silver-grey cropped top and skirt beneath it. Dangling green beads on her silver earings jingle a little as she turns her head to the side to look at Raha and take his arm. "Well, into battle," she says lowly, and starts to walk forward with a smile.
N'Raha     And right out there in front, is a older cat lady that has Raha's strikingly green eyes, a matronly smile and figure and silver and gold silks wrapped around her, in much the same fasion as Inga. First things fire, N'saela slides over to her tall boy, and scoops him up in her arms as best she can, clearly trying to hoist him off the ground, but failing. "Ooooy! When did you get so big that your mother can't hug you like she used to? Stop that right now, kitten."
    There's a look on her face, and on Raha's, that this is A Thing She Does, and he holds up his arms to help her out when she tries again. There's scattered laughs and snickers from the crowd. Second attempt completed, and then there's a rush of cats all charging Raha to rub and hug and ruffle him.

    Though Inga will be able to spot, carefully, two of the younglings that are not girls. That subtle difference in their fates and destinies. One is in the arms of one of the younger mothers, and the other is perhaps 5 years Raha's younger, very much a teenage sullen thing who's lingering on the back of the crowd.

    N'saela, though, will find her way to Inga before the rest of the crowd, and looks evenly at the Seer... and her goat. "...Miss Freyjasdottir, I assume."