Late Spring, Year 1999
Tangaroa Island - Et’s Shrine, Hihiri Territory
Nai’a could not lie, from how the air smelled now, she kind of regretted not having her grandmother cook the jelly up for her. Although, just as she would get a big whiff of the delicious morsel, an equally big whiff of the gross volcanic air would creep in just behind it. Right.. It probably was not best to linger here too long. Either she’d surely pass out, or be fried alive just like that little bit of jelly.
As she turned to make the trek back down to the shore, a gentle ‘clinking’ stopped her in her tracks. Behind her rested a.. Stone bowl? Was that there before? No - of course it couldn’t have been! Nai’a would have totally seen that right? The mare was a bit airheaded, but she wasn’t blind, after all! It was just, nobody mentioned a bowl to her before!
Carefully, the paint mare inched back closer t