"Starkin, it's our turn to make lunch today,"Layla said.
Starkin nodded and inhaled deeply. He motioned for Layla to set the firewood down and for everyone to clear away. Fire roared from the depths of his throat, skimming and lighting above the fire wood. A cooking fire burned merrily.
Layla set a pot on stilts above the fire, emptied the packet in, and started to stir.
"So, Miss Morgana, what were you doing in the middle of the Nubswood? These are dangerous times, with the bandits' keep in the middle. Even Starkin needs Layla to go with him to the deeper parts, kupo," Peter said, smirking at the Dragoon, how scowled back.
"I, er, I um... Well, my Hunter friend promised to catch me a little panther, a Coerl of my choice. It wasn't until a few moments back that his pet Floateye carried the message to me that he was home sick with the chocobo pox."
"HAHA!" Sonya yelled, leaping up and thwacking Willy on the face with her staff. She picked up the other half of her summon outfit, the shirt and the headress, and put it on over her Elementalist uniform. "HAHA, Zhiraz, I told you we shouldn't shot at the Floateye!"
The fanged Hunter scowled at glared. "Hey, why do ya have to rub it in so hard? I'ma Hunger, ya know."
Sonya sat down triumphately.
"Starkin, your turn to stir. Anyways, what about the Clan Fey?" Layla asked.
Dasmon nodded, thinking. "I heard that they got a Summoner now and an Alchemist, so now we're pretty well matched."
Starkin suddenly stopped stirring. "Does anyone have a premontition of something about to happen?" he asked lazily, looking upwards.
Layla shook her head. "I'd hear it."
Zhiraz, the Hunter nodded and smiled, showing his fangs. "Ya, me n' Kathereen went toa fortune teller once, during a fair. The old nu mou fortune teller says that he had a premonition of a child of mine as a Hunter named Kain, ya know. Sheesh, those premontions!" he shrugged.
Kayi looked confused. "Who's Kathereen?"
"My wife. Not here right now though."
"Aren't you naming your kid Kain? You know, fufilling the proph-" Dasmon started to say.
"I'm trying to get ridda it, ya know! I hated those lil' dudes who say that they can tell the future! Sheesh! Even the oldest nu mou alive can't! No, we're naming the boy something other than Kain and the viera Aria or sm'thin along the likes," he drawled. He had an accent that made him seem like a country bumpkin.
"You have a kid? You never told me," Sonya said, looking offended.
"That's because you're always in your bubble! No, kupo, Kathereen's gonna have twins- geez, Sonya, kupo, we've known for months already!"
Sonya looked extremely offended and very annoyed. "IFRIT!" she bellowed.
"Oh crap," someone said as Willy the Ninja put his shirt down (in the river, not brilliant sincethe current was carrying it away) and took up a pot and filled it with water, waiting for the fiery spirit to appear.
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A/N: Am I using too much "telling" and not enough "showing?"Okay,can someone tell me what they can infer about Sonya? Heh, I'm trying to practice "showing" personality, coo, but maybe it's a bit too much dialouge...Oh yeah, and everyone's suggested characters will appear at one point in the story- if you don't want me to use them for any reason at all, just tell me before I put them in, k? Thank you for the characters!