"Jinja, may I ask your something? From one member of our tribe to the other?" Jinja felt her cheeks heat animatley, feeling honoured, and nodded a little too eagerly.
"Sure Beyal." She chirped. The little monkfish always made her happy, especially after when she fought with Dax, as she had earlier that afternoon in the forest glen. Now that she had cooled down, after erasing the Lowlands dweller from her mind as much as she possibly could, Jinja was in a pretty good mood.
"Why do the other members of this tribe refer to me as 'monkfish'?" Jinja jumped. She fidgeted, squeezing her hands a little...
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